Trapped In Her Secret
Should she really follow that beacon?
Alone in a field of darkness,
Standing on a path…not the right.
“Follow the light”, she remembered.
But her mansion was starkly black
Brightness and darkness co-mingled…like
Good and the bad on life’s road.
Beautiful brown lovely creature,
Firmly frozen alone in life’s tracks
Born a sweet precious child of God.
Innocent when she entered earth life.
Taught to fear in a world that was wild.
Her mildness and smiles found their fade.
A young girl who never looks back –
Angels watch as she greets each night's fright.
Memories and flashbacks still haunt.
Trapped in a world of unknowing.
Her forever-embraced respects lack.
She now stands alone with her past…
Forgotten, onwards, but hurting,
She silently screams inside.
Somehow she can not find her next step.
The heavens disperse a light of their own.
Distracting from the sorrows at hand.
If she only could see, have her soul set free.
Her mansion would change into gold.
© January 26, 2012
Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
Written for Poetry Soup Member Contest: Between Nightmares and Dreams...
Sponsored by: Tracie ~*~ Indigo Dreamweaver
Copyright © Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen | Year Posted 2012
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