Mute for life, not vocal deprived, gagged;
by shadows, darker than a moonless night,
embracing senses in frozen canopy, numb;
                  Shame.

When pain is all she knew, pain is nothing new.
foreign is a tender, a touch she endures, paranoia;
hope grieves, a casket in her home, genocide;
                  Despondency.

Hysteria chanting in uniform, defying no norm.
Oscillation, singing a ballad, like a dark serenade;
alluring a lover, offering withered bouquet, bloody;
                  Transgression.

Candle in casserole, melted unlit, innocence deprived;
killed even before, fire had kindled its wick, shaped anew,
distorted, match kissed, once again, deformed, hardened;
                  Abused

Reprieve offers no sale, when a heart is torn, to no repair.
absolution, rode the ship that had set its sail, undocked;
shattered soul, left behind buried, under millions of sand;
                  Irreparable

A pen dried of ink, sketched illusions, in clouds of smoke.
With lies retold and truth on hold, a dream came, restive;
of sleep and doom, both looking out from afar, out of grasp;
                  Death Wish

Soon no more, look, her wings had grown, ready to fly.
Above the cliff, she freed herself, chilly wind blew her
unto the waiting arms, of rocks beneath: her resting place;
                  Freedom

Pain she thought, could never be, as comforting,
one last time; for the first time, she sees the sun;
smiling, as group of ravens feasted upon her lifeless eyes;
                  Peace

Published 9th October 2017
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