Circles (Walker Natalie)

This chapter is over He’s not coming home Her heart in her throat She falls to the floor She shuns every memory Every letter and call Just to get through each second She is slowly shutting off Where is her sweet revenge? Who will she blame? Where is her freedom now? How can she reclaim it? He wipes the sweat from her face As she moans in pain A tiny and helpless life Comes as if to say Here is your sweetest gift Take this moment it is safe Its true pure and beautiful In return for all of your pain Eyes wide and heart warm She sees him in her face If you watch the way the world gives back In circles you will trace