One Last Flight

She found a pillow full of scars

On a blood stained bed

In a rain soaked room

Where a dream lay dead

The hole in the roof

Let the moon shine through

She could see her truth

As it fluttered and flew

The door was creaking

Curtains danced a tired dance

She seemed to be speaking

Whilst staring in a trance

I’m not here I’m not on trial

I am not dead or alive

I float in a sea of denial

It helps me survive

She noticed a spider

Weaving a new web

She felt deep inside her

Nothing has been said

That she wanted to say

She fell to her knees

But she didn’t pray

Or say forgive me please