It’s like I’m in
Some warp of time,
Her hair, her eyes
They look like mine.
I gaze around
At the familiar street,
And recall the girl
So small and sweet.
He takes her hand
And leads the way,
She smiles as they
Go out to play.
They gather around her
Big and tall,
They’re shielded by
A towering wall.
A playful laughter
Fills the air.
She doesn’t move.
She’s frozen there.
The me of now
Doesn’t make a sound,
As the me of then
Gets off the ground.
Her smile; no more.
Her eyes now a blur.
She wonders why,
He didn’t protect her.
The little girl
With the freckled face,
Walks back home
And takes her place.
As the cycle continues
I want to scream!
“Don’t go with him!
It’s not what it seems.”
But all I can do
Is to be in my head,
And watch down the road
To where she is led.
I wish I could grab her
From that dark place.
But I’ll never reach her
From this time-warped space.
There are many questions
In my mind.
Hers and mine
Are intertwined.
Why does she always
Go along?
Did she have no sense
Of right and wrong?
Did they promise something
To him or me?
A bribe perhaps
To some degree?
Someone should hold her
In their arms,
To keep her safe
And away from harm.
But, you see, she is me
From a long time ago,
And we are the only
Ones who know.
As I sit and I watch
The girl from back then,
I know this will happen
To her once again.
My stomach in knots
It\'s hard to endure.
Me then or now?
I’m really not sure.
My heart pounding fast
And the internal cries,
Of what was then
And what will arise.
The tears leave a trail
As they roll down my cheek.
I look at her face
I see the same streak.
She cries for her then,
From the pain in the past.
And I cry for her now,
Due to all that\'s amassed.