With tears of blood

wrenched from her heart

she hopes with all she’s from

With sorrow as she looks

into the mirror

for what she’s now become.

Her music plays on

so heartfelt , so real

it makes her cry

So if he does ask

what is wrong,

she has ready her lie.

Oh, no fear its the the dust

from the open window

its gotten into my eyes

and all I see is shadow.

The shadow of her former self

wild loving and free

tears of blood flow without check

for what will never again, be.

                                     ©LJH