Nightmare
Blood stained eyes
Gaze upon innocents sleeping form,
Malevolent intent
Spoils the promise of blissful slumber
Beauty immeasurable,
As naive eyes twitch with dreams
Of purity and grace
Seething abhorrence
Guides twisted hands
Towards violent deeds
Warm sweet breath
Exhales from un-kissed lips,
Wet with remembrance and anticipation
Of life’s wonders yet to be lived
Horror screams
From now waken eyes,
As an incestuous destruction
Of one’s self is committed
And the very soul of god
Is ripped from the now ruined vessel
Of what was once,
Innocent’s sleeping form.
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