Her stare pierces through me
like a gun shot
wounded
startled
scared
not sure of her plots
wanting to read her thoughts
but a void keeps me out
or is it a struggle to keep sane
her soul won't stay in vain
lost
cold
frightened
to be scares in the rain
to fall down to an awaiting train
as it comes
the screech but of not the train
but of the wounded
like a deer staring into head lights
started
frozen
dead
the train goes on
like it felt nothing
yet the deer felt it all
agony
relentless pain
and it was all in vain.