Her reflection cast The beauty of an old soul Long travelled and wise
Gently brushing by Her scorched skin, the winter breeze Whispers all over Her. Sore flesh. Softly Lullabies her pain away. Promises relief.
A light breeze softly Passes, lifts strands of her hair Whispers in her ears
She was standing alone Thinking about her boy at home Assembling in her mind A list of groceries She could not afford to buy.
Step into the unknown, Out Of habit, Stretch and Walk, free of your own Will, out into the wide world
She is opening doors. A few adventurers are walking in. She is sending faulty ropes for them to grasp and mend, The only way to climb up to her stair-less high porch.
Trapped, hands tied, mouth taped, Slowly I grasp consciousness I open my eyes, Discover a den – Earthen ground, soiled sheets undone On a dirty bed.
Winter cold biting At my lips – prickling skin sends Shivers down my spine On and on I walk Numbed – I let frozen air in Filling up my lungs
Vapors emanate – Hot, white, smokey clouds of hope Warming up my lips.
As life bustles by Under the clearest skies, Frozen I sits still.
Ethereal scene Unsullied grounds – shrinking – yet Ever-growing soul
I will never let you see Beyond the surface How scared and how scarred I really am. Je ne te laisserai jamais voir Sous cette façade Ma peur et ces cicatrices Encore rougies.