Panic races through
In a high voltage
Bright red jeep
She flings past
And crashes through
The doorway
Clanging with metal
Chains, studs
Through her ears
Black combat boots
A belt slung about
A slim waist
She is full of
Confusion
Trying to make herself
Forgive and forget
Lying
Convincing
Cheating
Persuading
Herself
It will
Be
Okay
Maybe?
A tough exterior
Leather bound with lock and ice
A fragile shuttering
Doubt
Inside