Karma

The winter wind
flows gently
through her hair
sweeping aside
the strands
that cover
her deep set
jet black
staring eyes
that slowly crawls
across my tired
brittle bones
No words spoken
through her thin
narrow lips
no words needed
with the look
that she gives
as she breaches through
my trembling Terrified
Eyes
To give me back
All
that I gave away
when I was
young
the fear the pain despair
the dread
to that
beautiful spirit
dressed in flesh
battered broken
beaten
slowly dying
on the kitchen floor
head held gently
by little hands
Tears
slowly falling
through the reflection
of the Christmas lights
upon a broken face
that no longer shines
a silent Cracking
of a young breaking heart
with barely a whisper
Please Mommy
don't leave
me
Behind