10/19/2025
She stood frozen,
Beneath the trees,
Roots threated whispers, as she fell to her knees.
The stars, a steady witness
Such a story to be told,
Above her, the skies,
Infinite,
Wide with ache, left in the cold.
The mountains crouch behind her,
Their backs already wethered from the storm,
This breaking is madness,
The weak will not survive,
I've morphed into something, a whole different form.
Her wings,
Torn and tattered,
Encapsulated in rage,
A constant gaze behind me,
I've been much afraid.
She tried getting up,
Blow after blow,
But after awhile,
Not even tears start to flow.
This pain,
Really has changed me,
It's stolen my voice,
I scream in silence,
A long distance cry,
From the years of much violence.
Rivulets of rain drops,
Wash the tears from her face,
She's been left in this cage.
The cold holds her tightly,
entanglement,
Blistering,
Weak,
From all of the love,
Soul crushing,
So of it she won't speak.