Scarred

Her little Children cry
Mother's frozen in time,
the light drifts in through a
window of remembered love,

long forgotten blossom
carries her back through
whispered open time...

blood coursing her veins
remembering black leather,
slick...neat and sleek and
sold on that darn crazy beat,

he took her to music heaven
right across the dance floor,
they moved on a rhythm
that stood the test of time,

now the sunlight flickers
reflects her back again...
broken babies lie around,
then she hits the floor...
so scarred and broken
one shot but no sound.