Reflect

No stranger to violence, may she find peace

Under the chaos of faux-benevolent sheriffs

Tempted again to let the thieves take her in

When safety once came only in great numbers

To find comfort in the embrace of a stranger

Only one she kept from her fitful yesterdays

It seems danger wanes in his gaze of anger

She is tossed and turning in shallow graves

Shades her eyes in purple and reds like fire

To temper her too vacant grief laiden stares

Reflected obtuse, little hope lights her way

An endless lonely l...