06/02/2025
I was his, until I ran away.
I wasn't satisfied with the life I thought he had to offer.
I thought he took too long to get me what I wanted.
"He is too slow."
I remember saying that about him.
But, I regretted ever living him.
Why? I got stuck,
Stuck in an unfamiliar and dangerous territory.
A territory he always kept me from.
Then, I felt the pastures were lovely.
I felt he wanted me to suffer,
Because he would always ignore those lands.
When I ran away,
I went there, to enjoy all he made me miss.
It took me time to realize those lands were The Badlands.
I heard the sounds of wolves, bears and lions approaching.
He was right, that place wasn't good for me.
But, I couldn't find my way out.
As if it wasn't bad enough,
I got caught in a trap, painful.
The end felt closer with every passing second.
Out of nowhere, he appeared.
He saw me.
He looked at me with so much compassion.
My hero ran to me.
I could see the tears that gathered in his eyes.
He was filled with Joy.
He got me out of the trap.
Though it pierced him,
He didn't mind, I was the one on his mind.
He bore me up in his arms,
I never felt safer.
And he took me out, back to the fold.
I was the lost
And rebellious sheep.
But now, I have been found.
THE LOST SHEEP.
CCTO