Tattered red ribbon
Tied around crossed fingers
Holds vacant promises together
Black thread leaves a mouth sewn shut
It was too scared to speak, anyway.
Denial is a heavy black coat
Weighing down shoulders
That no longer remember the warm sunlight of hope.
Razor blades
Take place of tongues
Slashing through haunted silence
Leaving only a bloodbath of abandoned dreams.
A shattered glass heart
Formerly protected by a paper maché ribcage
Has been broken for long enough.
Terrified voices
Hold a blindfold over the naive eyes of society
Masks of unknowing hide faces that read
"Unwilling"
Nothing will ever change.
Boney hands
Shaking of fear
Grasp on to the cold wrist
Of those whom the world has tried to consume.
Their warnings are nearly meaningless,
Yet the only hope for survival.
A life without voice
Is no life worth living.
Behind hollow smiles,
Red ribbon wares thin.
