Grim darkness cloaking her life
Compressing the space inside
Her breath stifled in the heavy air
She closes her eyes in despair
Quietly in her mind, she prays at the altar
Prays for a tear… a tiny drop of water
That will ease the oppressing weight
Settled in her breast like a deadweight
As she prays, her eyes settle upon
The cherubic face that looks on
Dark eyes looking at her gravely
Saying, His world depends on her sanity
She drinks back the tiny salty drops
Clinging to the edge, about to fall
And prays for time when the tears can fall
And then off her shoulders the weight will fall
~Anamika
© 2008 Anamika
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