Oh what a
fragil heart
underneath all
this bitterness
what a
fragil soul
buried with
no access
Oh how
wrong this
gun feels in
your palm
oh how
you wish to be
inwardly
calm
Mortifiyng memories
terrorize
your inoccence
your attempts at
grabbing what little
sanity
the world left
In green eyes one
can find no
mercy
but also things
noone should see
along with
the cry for
peace
Peace of mind and
a resting
heart
a
life with not much
but at least
whole parts
with
the tranquility
of the casualnes
of being alive
Not to fight for
a good nights sleep for
the certainty
that
you are
more than
they want you to believe
you are
Oh little boy
I hear your
pleads
I understand your
fear to cede
my
heart aches
for you
Little boy in
the strong, grown
body
I see you and
I hear your
voice
it fills my
head up
to the brim with
your noise
the
implorements for
release.
I cry
for
you

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