Trapped

She lays helpless in a haunted embrace

As whispers of night call mockingly

Sinister words, mind doubting the body

It’s caught in a brittle and barren world

 

Her vision is blinded by burnt shadows

As they brush her spirit callously

Burning despair and bitter fear, tramples

A heart locked in hopeless thought

 

Be her angel of light, golden glory

Dare to spare her a kiss of your mercy

Rouse the fire and break the spell

Over a beggar awaiting love’s return

Published by Cara Amy Goldthorpe

Entrepreneur, earth warrior, storyteller and lawyer, with a mission to promote ways of living harmoniously on this planet.

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