Can you hear her crying late at night? Over the loud music, I hear her tears You and I watch as she carries her pain Nothing we do can change the beat of time Tomorrow, the clouds remain dark, full of tears Down the rabbit hole, the music has a merry beat Over the river, sits the King on his throne Waiting to greet new visitors to carry their tears Evening starlight removes her pain Never again, would her tears last through the night… ©AnitaDawes2022
A beautiful young girl
Her life snatched back
from the dark scars on her wrists
Time changed the moments she has now
Remembering family, a son
Now she is held by foolish hands
That cannot understand
Her longing to go back to the right time
Pretty lace cannot hide the dark moments here
They hurt like marbles on cobbled stone
They echo of home, each echoed sound
A sharp remembered pain
She knows only one way to stop the echoes
She must go back…
© Anita Dawes 2021
Anita Dawes and Jaye Marie 