Through eyes
Blurred by tears
She watched
Crouched in hiding
Unable to breathe
In fear
What has become
Of me she whispered
Her lips trembling
As she fought for control
She watched
From her secret place
Surrounded by four doors
What will become
Of me she whispered
Anger roiling
Churning
Rising from the depths
Her stability
Slipping
Cracking
Snapping
Unable to think
As she watched
Her heart
Tearing in two
Her love
Her life
Holding
Another woman
Who loved him too
--
*Allene Angelica*
=^_^=
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