Halberd

Scarlet tears running down my auburn skin Dressed for battle, I take up my sword Preparing for the worse Looking for a charm to ward against the curse War torn fields & tattered hearts lie in my wake Reading signs, looking for wonders Praying to a nameless God--all in the name of love Built for comfort, I become the physician of broken dreams A dark mist rolls in on the highway of despair Drowning out the light, strangling the air Holding my breath till the pain desists I pierce the night with salty tears Hoping for another chance to start again.