Broken Soul
The storms; they raged
While the winds did blow
And the windows smashed
In her shattered soul
Eyes shut tight against the world
Whispers gusting through her hair
No More, No More, No More.
Her desperate screams meet the silent air
Who can save her now?
This shattered piece of life
This broken window of a soul
Pierced by her own knife
Shivering on the floor
Loneliness lurking like an old friend
Her happiness is fading
All she wants is for an end
Monsters wear their masks
And demons shed their skins
She knows that she is one with them
And kin will follow kin.
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