A woman lays <br />Under the stars <br />That look down on her <br />And see her scars <br /> <br />Her blanket is just <br />The midnight air <br />Her pillow is hard <br />Stone cold and bare <br /> <br />Her home is now <br />A concrete street <br />Her pathways where <br />Dark and lgiht meet <br /> <br />An invisable tear <br />Runs down her heart <br />While the cold hands of time <br />Pull her soul apart<br /><br />Caitlin Donovan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-woman-29/
