Through the Darkness
Drowning in all that is you…malicious upbringing
malevolent cooing of a strange butterflied wing child
here within your concealed curtains
those of which appear to be normal
yes…the color shame engulfs her lament
dancing the day away
down those dreaded stairs she runs
like a tiny little soldier without a home
she forgets often…why she’s there…
Spin her… again and again…
She knows all too well how to keep your secrets
Lost in all that you’ve called love
pigtails flying back and forth
To and from…
Right where you want her…
Where you need her to be…
How does she taste?
The girl that blindly saves you
time and time again…
Tell yourself her damage is worth your time
Lick your wounds child…
in your head where the monsters come out and play
Purple stains her body thick
with the smell of you
“Ssssshhhhhhhh….it’s gonna be ok”
Never returning and she forgets
Right where you want her…
Where you need her to be…
Stay within the sick…
Long ago her innocence lost
when she spoke of incessant dreams
and maniacal days where deep down
She knows exactly what you are…
who you are…
and the world keeps on going;
spinning for her…again and again…
Life, one moment at a time... 