Scared Child
Scared child, do not let her deliver your fate
Shadow of iniquity - she wants you dead
Your post box must block her parade of sheer hate
To devour your self-esteem, that’s her trait
She’s full of elation if you’ve not been fed
Scared child, do not let her deliver your fate
She’ll make you believe she’s your passive soul mate
Unravel your dignity thread by loose thread
Your post box must block her parade of sheer hate
Blossom blushes and drifts from lack of weight
Scarlet scars on pure porcelain her words spread
Scared child, do not let her deliver your fate
Fingers like splinters, what a mess she’ll create
Clogs up the plughole with limp hair she helps shed
Your post box must block her parade of sheer hate
Each hunger pang sparks an internal debate
Once dark, stiff as steel she slides into your bed
Scared child, do not let her deliver your fate
Your post box must block her parade of sheer hate
Copyright © Felicity Lever | Year Posted 2009
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