Sabra...

Her feet refused to disconnect from the ground beneath them.
Her breath refused to release her rebelling lungs.
Her eyes held her shackled to the spot.
Her thoughts screamed at her to close her eyes, to shutdown her senses.

Who was she,
She looked so fragile
her lips looked
like they could
hold a broken smile
who was she
Looking through me
glassy eyed and
twisted limbed
Who was she
that one armed mockery
Of a girl we used to know...