Tuesday, October 05, 2010

Haunted.

Her eyes
tiny, silent spheres of knowing
holding your words
hiding from stark reality
How could you claim your love
and cause her so much pain?
Leaving her disappointment
held together
like bail and twine
we know her heart
in pieces
and you...
the protector
the giver of life
shattered
the fragile beauty
with all consideration
your convenient disposal
we hold onto our quiet outrage
but only God knows
what she holds onto at night
now that daylight
has been stripped away
from her eyes.