Drowned - Emily Jane White

For many a year

This face of sullen tears

Look down, you left her here

In a room of sanguine mirrors

It’s carved and it strays

This path it deviates

A walk, a dive, a wade

Into waters of the darkest age

But in a silent way, the hand it takes

Circling around, the birth, the mouth

It’s stolen and untrue, this mark in you

And soon it will be found, left to drown

For many a year

This face of sullen tears

Look down, you left her here

In a room of sanguine mirrors