Staring at their darkened paths
Empty pasts & futures made out of other’s ash
Not wanting to follow their dusty tracks

She sets adrift amongst strangers
Dancing fine lines with some danger
Coming out clean; so it, for now, seems

Daily feelings of dying more within
She hasn’t a soul to confess her sins
Not a single one can say; she, they knew

Alone, she’s wandered the years
Looking for a place to call her own
A family with open hearts & homes

Devout wife, mother, daughter
Everything she had always honored
Wasted for years on a man who dishonored

She seeks that illusive escape
Where love is no mistake or fake
Unconditional love is her fairytale

Each day she waits…….(this can’t be her fate)

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