Run Little Girl Run

Listen to the sounds of night Close your eyes Beware the fright Thoughts cascade Through brim-filled mind Help her Help her She is blind Starts to seep The frustration Hid so deep The untrusting of any soul The always suspicious toll One took and broke Perfect ideals Thoughts evoked Cascade Cascade down Until still life played In front of seamless eyes Brutal attacks Heinous crime Run run run Quick And hide Heart seems not to beat Only quiet little leaks That no one sees beneath Body aches to be fee But soul it seems Captured Smothered Ceased Slow uneasy feet Carry her too unwilling defeat To talk To not To hide away initial thoughts Not to be caught Around devils door Around a hellward bound Simple sound The screeching sound Of metal scrounge Across cast iron Over soft white Pillow like Late at night Thoughts collide Cascading down Her intricate mind A frown it seems The only mask That seem her fiend Run little girl Run they scream