A pure simple soul
A young girl filled with light
Until the king of darkness visited That one blood filled night
She lay in bed petting Mr midnight
When horrible screams that fill a once peaceful night
echoed in her ears filling her with fright
She tiptoes to the next room Just to trip over her mother's head
She screamed and cried
As she stared at the hacked remains
She called mother and father
She ran from the bloody darkness
Only to be admitted to the Insane asylum, pill after pill Dark nightmare after dark nightmare
She only got worse at the hands of the doctor
The shadows began to speak with her and feed on the other children
None of them knowing only wishing to be taken to the death realms
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Secrets of a dark soul
PoetryThis is a slow growing collection of my own poetry Alot of it is truama based so please read at your own risk.
