An age has since past
yet, this spring day brings barbed hues...
I grow wary of quack leaders
whose only contribution...
Rebuking demonic spirits has never spewed from my...
but tonight, I cast out the torturous enemies...
Slave
to the once wings...
She rips open your soul
and exposes your heart...
You want to play a game
broken and beaten I agree...
Take me off your pedestal,
because I dethrone myself...
The night does not sleep
In its loneliness...
Grip my throat,
squeeze, squeeze...
The mask I wear is pretty,
But only I can see...
*This is my mother's story.*
Risen from toddlerhood in a broken home...
End it. Please end it now. I cry and plea everyday...