drowning in a circle of tears
she sees the bird with the broken wing
it’s out of her control
she still feels the fear
the crying out for attention
she moves closer only to find it’s disappeared
where has it gone?
where does she go now?
slowly life moves closer to her
she wonders when she can feel
when will it be safe again?
pushing away the obvious hunger
none of this makes sense
not the tears, the blood or the pain
it’s all she knows though
no one for her to fight against
don’t run to the medicine closet
the enemy is not hiding there
the broken wing will mend
she will fly away and she will forget…