She despises his eyes and all the lies in them
She despises her heart and all the lies in them
She reeks with her laments and the men she knew
She keeps them locked away waiting for the one
She knows that it would take awhile for the sunlight to die
Broken and beaten she is a recluse
She acts in the light and crumbles in the dark
Rose tainted lips on his collar
She wipes it clean, she tries.
She pushed the barricade. She pushed herself.
She knows when to let go. She is gone.