Circles

Walker Natalie

This chapter is over 
He’s not coming home 
Her heart in her throat 
She falls to the floor 

She shuns every memory 
Every letter and call 
Just to get through each second 
She is slowly shutting off 

Where is her sweet revenge? 
Who will she blame? 
Where is her freedom now? 
How can she reclaim it? 

He wipes the sweat from her face 
As she moans in pain 
A tiny and helpless life 
Comes as if to say 

Here is your sweetest gift 
Take this moment it is safe 
Its true pure and beautiful 
In return for all of your pain 

Eyes wide and heart warm 
She sees him in her face 
If you watch the way the world gives back 
In circles you will trace