Bla Bla Black Sheep

7years old
So rare,
So red,
So ridge at edge
he's such a suffocating friend
That plays after 10

While,
The voices spin her head
As they travel
Through,
Her spontaneous brain
Just to begin

She's been mimicking words
Babbling the rest
From, this non-escaping place
Nothing but,
A respective stages

Where did her God black sheep go?
That spied on her ,
For days
In all her fairy tales that were burnt to shreds
They snuck up and wrote rest

Who would of known that momma would of had a lover
Who played her rent
With his dying soul

Crept into his daughter's room
With his sweaty palms of rotting flesh

Waking up from a burry day dream
Pierce sky's ,sharp knives
In her head of mine
Screaming as she pleads
Give me a reasons
But,
Nobody gonna believe her
While, she fights with these demons
Who would of known that her mother was behind the thing