Tuesday, December 21, 2010

Ruins of innocence.

Fierce. It brimmed. Overwhelmed.
The coal in its frightening red.
Bolting through her veins like a charmer’s soaked venom.
She spewed it in the insides of her soul.

Naked and barren.
The flesh of her soul.
Smothering agony, breathing rime.
Torpidly stripped of human eloquence.

Since. Stepped down under.
Since. Washed out wonder.
Since. Mourning peace.
Since. Ruins of innocence.

Composed of a trembling faith.
Wept shy, yet only shy of mending.
Screaming of withdrawal, her wistful almond eyes.
Shattered poignantly, the narrow crutches of her mind.