Escape From Purple
Purple facial bruises portrayed how her dreams died,
and purple blurs mocked her heart that numbly cried.
Mute were the many broken layers she kept concealed.
Frozen fears could melt her down if allowed revealed.
Nowhere was anyone in whom she could safely confide.
Her nightmare shared could snare another terror-tied.
Tonight, she’d run with strangers who individually knew
fragments of her whole escape from purple’s purview.
... CayCay
January 26, 2019
Copyright © Caycay Jennings | Year Posted 2019
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