She took me by the hand
And dragged me through a field of flowers.
The smell of roses and lavender kissed my nose
And the birds sang a song of love.
Her words were painted in the lilac sky.
She was the bright sun that shimmered in the light.
But then she ran too fast
And we fell down a bottomless pit.
Her deepest secrets were there
And now she was the darkness that lingered.
Her mind was a metaphor
And I had reached the deepest part.
I looked over
My daughter stood there,
Holding my hand.
Half scared
Half hurt.
Your hand prints were in the walls
And your apologies had disappeared into thin air
I squeezed her hand and we floated toward the glistening sky.
The hole in the ground used to cover the land
With black and Grey.
But now the flowers grow
And rainbows shine.
And the destruction you once left
Is now a hole of forgotten feelings.