Courtesy Magpie |
Weary feet in step
with the world's drum
a casual glance reveals
the carefully constructed
facade still in place.
Some normal days
solace brings along
the journey thus far
highly strung nerves
like a coiled spring
never knowing when
dim courage has bolted...
A nervous tick belies
the hidden tremors awakening
blood splattered walls
lemon souffle and fork
the nightmare begins....
Sympathetic voices
wake up to
a year ago
seems much longer
our last meal
before they took her
my only child
draped in blood
darkness covers
as they burgled along...