Long ago this cross was my lifeline
I clung to it with my eyes
until it became an imprint
on my soul
and a dark stain on my heart
I spent my life
searching for it
as if to find it again
would be a key
to the past
that may unlock me
and set me free
I look at it now
and my breath catches
and my heart flutters
like a dying bird
and I still cannot fly away
I am as trapped as I was
as a child
tracing every detail in my mind
to blot out
the insanity
of men.