ProtectionA Poem by RebeccaWither thy soul, and create a new form. Come to end has my hatred and scorn. Sick as the devil has this heart come to be. Losing thy faith; gaining some fatality. And I grow too tired to even say Thy minds hast lost thy horrid way, The words upon thy opened lips Should nothing, but start to zip. Crawl away young, dear child. These be not words you should hear. If did, you may turn wild, Lose your mind in the fear. Come behind me, I’ll watch you all With the sanity I have left. I promise to not let myself fall And protect you and the rest. As for you, thy sins are cruel, Now get out of their sight. I do not have the mind to fool Such a worthless piece of ‘might’. © 2010 Rebecca |
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