Monday, 18 July 2011

Innocence broken

Wild eyes, staring into space,
A mind broken into a million pieces.
Rocking, rocking, refuse all help.
Smack away your hand, ignore peace.

Mind flashes back to scene.
Broken bodies, moaning mouths.
Eyes that stare without blinking.
Fire and smoke that stormed the house.

Lots of screaming people,
Heads that fall off necks.
Ears that lie, bleeding, on the dirt floor
Stomachs that are cut open and people that laugh in pecks.

Innocence broken, cannot be repaired,
To the girl in the fluffy pink dress at the asylum unprepared.


A poem written by Blood Butterflies (Tessa) and posted with permission.

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