Our Crazy World

The distant echo of following feet,

Teased and tormented my ears.

I didn’t know that tonight was the night

To have listened to my mother’s fears.

 

He stopped my cries with a rough angry hand

My heart with a plunge of the knife.

I’m not the first girl he’s sent to the grave

For looking just like his ex wife.

 

Wounds in my flesh matched the wounds in the hearts

of the loved ones that I left behind.

Sometimes the darkness of our crazy world

Can ruin far more than the mind.