A subtle embrace

The rain fell down my face

Washing away my tears

A subtly offered embrace

I smiled softly

And I knew I should have run

But the outcome; far too costly

I held out my hand

And was met with another

A sandy hand, one I couldn’t understand

I was wrapped in white

And led to my grave

A home that was built upon fright, out of sight

Again began the cycle of hurt

One I must remove myself from

A hand was raised, this time I cursed

My white dress turned red

But not from the blood of I

From the blood of the head

Of the man I just shot dead