Shell-shocked,
moths flurrying through
open mind and open soul
(reluctantly opened arms)
heart trodden beneath
hope, now dampened.
Dampened like sodden
cloth drowning in water,
softly, softly. Water
the tears that are
soon to come.
Ballerina With Fins
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/day-in-the-life/
