The Commentator's Despair

Reflection in her tears

I can still feel that sigh

of relief

Confided in Me

I feel safe in your arms

The picture in her mind

with the reinented fear that had long since settled

deep in her inside

I wish I knew

your feelings

I cannot catch the depth

I can merely scratch the surface

Are your dreams sweet?

filled with all those precious memories

of the spirit you've destroyed

Contracted, is a most horrifying infection

That's robbed security and destroyed trust

My hear burns true

I am forever changed

The sun is black

and I am ashamed

Like her, this will never leave me

Oh precious memories