He comes to me. Grabbing ahold my innocence as if it were born to live yesterday
The trust fully unaware of its distasteful fate.
He crushed it with a low voice and unexpected twist of events.
The darkness swallowing me into a spiral of solace as no one else was home
God the only witness to a sin committed.
I could never confess. Close your eyes as if leaps of faith were possible in the next step of disgust to touch naive lips
Disbelief glinted within the window of my souls
I felt shock and then came the death within the insides as I locked myself away
In the silence of my ear piercing volumes of my mind
Didn't I ---do something Did someone come just in time He feel this was okay
I feel so filthy in the shadows of this Gemini--God left his aura that day as his turn was to preach on Sunday.
The light was so opaque and I Rearranged myself to unattractive physique and clothing
Do not attract any more unwanted attention
Why speak if no one would believe he could possibly--
Could this be why I don't remember that I hated kissing?
For the true variation of kissing should be for souls to touch yet mine was sucked right out onto the atmosphere to be tainted into the Devils moment of strength
He two---whispering confusion into ear--not all here as I distanced myself before the realization of intentions were clear.
My mental perturbed-sadness spoke why would you say these things to me?
All mistakes All requested for forgiveness
As I cut the corners of my eye Knowing the bones in each closet buried deep within my neurons
Moments of hatred where sanity has taken over to keep me in place
Never the same subconsciously
I am not exactly ok Willing to survive the disappointment of man As a tainted lily blows her somber scent in the wind
Unaware that vulnerability has been hidden under shields of masked perfection
Affecting today's life and love decisions
Pay attention to those who pledge protection and familiarity for those who become Lucifer while masking themselves as Michael
Robbing angels of Halos and taking them to untraveled beaten paths
Disbelief from grown ups Guilt filled victims having nightmares in the valleys of shadows Choking in self indignation Hurt me or hurt them Trust issues in turn for their omnipotence
Be it physical or emotional molestation Child abuse statistics speak for themselves Beware - Be Aware of the stolen halos and clipped wings