Petals sing in a little girl's heart
She knows true beauty from the start
Little girl inn despair,she places petals upon her hair,shaken and stirred the petals ease her heart.
The happiness alights her face,look deeply and you will see,stir it lightly and all will be right.
Tiny lizards make a roar
Little hands to make it soar
Pink petals in the breeze
Brought by a boy with such ease
Stir softly two brothers as one
As the angels will the snow to come
Hidden behind the recesses of the long pink capsule,her hurt never surfaces,locked in sorrow,alone forever in her pink reality,will she ever return.
Shut the world away,in a corner she cowers,hands never stop,holding her,pressing her back,forcing her deeper inside her darkness.
Leering wildly in her mind.
No escape,never surrender,she struggles and screams,kicking wildly,fluttering eyes,the face of her destruction always chasing,coming now into the light she screams."Help me,don't let it push",her screams of pure terror and agony.
No one comes.
She cries alone.
Her eyes close
Reflection starts
She smiles in remembrance
in hurt she knows with closed eyes all will remain the same.
Her eyes flash open,the tears pour,pain ensues and the darkness that consumes takes a almost uncontrollable clenching of her red beating blackened heart.
It never stops chasing,never to slow down,she looks behind with her thundering heart drowning out the breath she is trying to draw,the breath finally leaving her soul she succumbs finally to the madness of the mask that haunts her,no longer can she hide,nor run from this illusion of her own mind.
Slayed forever she takes from her the petrifying realities that bring her insanity.
Protector always to catch her and bring her back from the darkness that is her own personal nightmare.
COMMENTS
I really like this Rayne. You have put a lot of emotion into it.
It is my first ever attempt at anything like this..I was in my tuck and as usual was feeling well you know and out this came..even my wench for the first time ever about my writings looked at me in a different light.
I thank you truly
COMMENTS
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Uzziel
16:11 Apr 30 2012
The wanderer's path changes;
His road points another way -
Into darkness;
He brings light,
Light hidden in a shroud
In the shimmer of a jester's cloak
Crashing into the wreck
To rebuild....
Uzziel
16:16 Apr 30 2012
The wanderer is sent forth
Into the night
His light hidden
Hidden in the folds of a jester's robes
Unwanted yet bidden
To unfreeze the winter
of a broken heart