She returns from the trenches,
The heart shrivelled in her sunken eyes.
she is on the front lines,
sees what no one should have to.
she comes home,
peeling away the toxins,
needing to be cleansed, not just for her, for us all.
How can one be cleaned,
it isn't something that can be erased.
she can't forget what she sees,
the destruction on the battlefield.
how it must feel to return from that.
