Freedoms breath.
Dripping sin.
Bloody and blue.
The breakage of skin.
Broken and battered.
A limp in the walk.
Small children
Memories forever ruined.
Stained, a sickly red.
And called Absurd.
Run away.
Move as fast as you can.
Keep moving till you see Never Land.
It'll all be worth it soon.
You don't have to cry anymore.
The wretched days,
Of screaming to stop,
Are over.
You are free now.
Free to do as you please.
Will you wallow in the past,
Or make way for your Future.
