She hides  her wounds in shadow;
Bandages wrap up the thick cuts
Of a love gone very wrong.
She submits to a blood transfusion;
As if she's the one with the confusion.
But to begin anew
She must clorox Her heart;
scrub away the tears, The fears
and the lost years...
And finally today the scars have healed;
She emerges as a Phoenix. Visiting the grave of those memories
Buried is the past.
She says a proper prayer for what was lost. And smile.
Then, Walks on.