Broken Ii

Spirits clash, And she understands- The sound of silence- Beyond wrath's dark carnival; Shivering... Deathly words spoken... Intense... Breathing dejected... A rose whose stem bleeds- Ever so slowly; Discriminating tears fall- Upon deaf ears ~ Past injuries...memories of- Lonely laughter... Escaping... Eyes closed...naked... Now calm... Lying on warm white- Sand...smooth... Unangry waves, Appreciating the moment- And its purity... She attempts to redress gashes- From common knives of chaos... Happiness abandoned... A long time ago...