Crashed

Life’s shattered shards
strewn about; reflecting
bits and pieces back at me.

Wind howls, the wolves -
are long gone.
It was no life -

for a Lady, such as I.
Madness at each turn.
Sorrow for straight

stretches at a time.
The fast lane- too
close for comfort.

Often, I drove
with my eyes closed.


~Sabrina