Blink of An Eye
My anger is neither subtle nor paltry.
Madness lurks under
A smile plastered on my face.
My eyes glassy,
Not from tears;
From seething rage.
Trust shattered with the
Blink of an eye
That held No Shame.
Fear that begs to be shut away,
Put in a pretty box with a beautiful bow
Pretending all is as it was.
No one saw when hope fled,
Leaving me
Bloody and shredded.
No one saw when I died that day;
Died deader than a door nail...
To what ever life had been.
Deborah
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