Sunday, April 1, 2012

Innocence Faded


Darkness becomes deeper, uneasiness all over,
A sound sleep, broken by a hand,
A hand all too familiar.
Sleep turns to freeze, frozen with innocence,
A night unlike any other, calm yet macabre.
Search for the breast, still very young,
Finding between the legs, virgin spirit.
The familiar hand, with an unfamiliar touch,
The Familiar smell, laced with sulphur,
Closer and intense, with each hour long minute.
The fearful prayer, all too frozen,
The desperate cry, sealed by shock.
Courage she mustered, the young helpless body,
"Daddy?", she let out.
From her life, and through the thick of night, he slips away,
Taking with him, her innocence, all so valuable.

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