UNRESOLVED

She returned to the days
often, of childhood dreams
before the presence of
responsibilities.

Insecurities above her
station and place.
A changing mask
upon her face, for all
that could see.

In her heart
there are things unresolved,
pain like blankets of fog,
keeping her issues
hidden underneath.

A voice that cannot speak
of love and childhood
happiness, and of the harm.
for the one responsible,
that death took by the arm.