Circles - Natalie Walker
This chapter is over
He＇s not coming home
Her heart in her throat
As 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＇s her sweet revenge
Who will she blame
Where＇s 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＇s your sweetest gift
Take this moment
It＇s true and beautiful
In return for all your pain
Eyes wide heart warm
She sees it in her face
If you watch the way the world gives back
In circles
