She stares out the window

Greeting each day,

Hiding her scars

Having made her this way.

She wants to be more,

Craving freedom within…

But keeping them hid,

Is a war she can’t win.

For once there was love

Abounding with faith,

Always giving, never taking…

Falling victim to fate.

Her life is now empty,

There is no love to give…

Her heart is left broken,

From the scars from within

Antony King ©2018


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