Water in the reflection.

Weaponised she found her footing,

Across the false soothing

Branded a disgraced swan well gone,

Somber in the remembrance song

Swallowed in the pastimes pass the blame

Be it losing in the cracked plastic gain,

Her world trusted in her shame

Even when they forgot her name.

Categories: Art, WritingTags: , , , , , , , ,

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: