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Friday, 2 May 2014

Raw (Villanelle)

She speaks so raw, straight from the heart; she speaks of breaking free
Trapped beaneath the waters sheen; imprisoned in her grief
I'm wondering what she's thinking; I'm wondering what she sees

Someone I have never met but yet looks so familiar; someone from distant seas
Her words do call me like a dove from the deep crevasses of her mind
She speaks so raw, straight from the heart; she speaks of breaking free

From the bitter edge of despair; she's lost and empty, broken on bended knee
She's teetering on the edge of sanity; she's fighting for her life
I'm wondering what she's thinking; I'm wondering what she sees

I want to wrap her in my arms; save her from herself; reach out through empathy
Shield her from her demons; protect her from fate's knife 
She speaks so raw, straight from the heart; she speaks of breaking free

She's searching for some solace, of which I can relate, but if I touch her will she flee?
I want to provide her with shelter, a place where she feels safe
I'm wondering what she's thinking; I'm wondering what she sees

I'm empathic and it's a curse, confusing others' pain with what belongs to me
I fear if I try to fix her, it may scare her and she'd leave
She speaks so raw, straight from the heart; she speaks of breaking free
I'm wondering what she's thinking; I'm wondering what she sees