Tears Of The Unknown

Darkness crawling out from a weary mind, tears of the unknown ready to devour itself. The lust of a sad heart, precise in pain and hurt ravaging her virtue.

Folded by the corner of her thoughts, legs and arms squeezed together like an imaginery bone and meat debating for a gospel merger.

Four winters ago the agony was born. A mother’s touch. A father’s chilvary. A brother’s tease. A sister’s playmate. All swept away by the blurry eyes of a drunk think tank.

Four winters ago, four souls was lost. Leaving a todler alone to the sight and smell of cruelty, aunt cruelty.

The tears flow with ease, a wail that whispers soulful pain, tears of the unknown ready to devour itself.

A two inch friend came calling by, a colourful being. Colour, once an ugly cocoon. A smile was brought to life.

Her weak feet came alive and she saw herself in the mirror of the butterfly.

A split second euphoria engolfed her sadness and a knock banging on the door haulted it.

Faster her heart beat. Cruelty was born.

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