WINTER OF REASON

She has no need

to share this thorn

in a place of secrets

its path well worn 

here her feelings of sadness she entrusts

to herself - the keeper of her heart

Here she dares the passage of time

too futile to debate

in solitude she stands to weep a river of pain

must her memory serve her so well

what caused the vision to surface and swell

it found its way to taint her soul

and manifest into her world

The battle now rages

her thoughts her deeds

fighting for reality

and she struggles to the light

and reasons

its just a consequence

a circumstance

to deceive her into defeat

and a blanket of resolve surrounds her soul

for she knows the responsibility

is hers alone

to starve

the sorrow and pain

only one truth reveals all reason

this she must retain

listen; be still

it was not love

that caused the pain

(tomorrow is worth another view)

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