Paradigm

Paradigm

Wounded and cold, on
the snow covered floor
Lays glass shattered and sharp
Watching the door.

For one to come through
His step heavy and hard
Unprotected and weak
Forever blood scarred.

Tainted by darkness,
Touched by anger and tears,
The Wild hides in the brush
To calm all her fears.

The hunters begin the search,
Smelling innocence sweet,
She cuts out her heart,
Drops it at their feet.

Hidden in shadows,
A shredded heart lies
where time is a friend
and emerald eyes cry.