Shattered Soul
Dark clouds linger over a broken shattered soul.
Tears that fall down like a broken piece of glass.
Emotions that flow out like a fiery storm that
battles the ever most parts of our being.
Time does't erase the pain we have gone through,
memories of the horrors we faced in life will for ever
be burned and etched into our souls that will never
go away. People and evil go hand in hand, because
hatred will consume us inside and out.
Scars that tell the story of hell here on our earth,
is and was a battle from a home that was full of rage that
over years of beatings, burns, scars, and rapes that took
a child's freedom and turned a little girl into a silent weapon
that all humanity is the enemy, and all has to be punished
with the same hate that was given to a child who knew
nothing of hate but once showed mercy, and loved even
knowing no one loved her, became the same hate and raged
person who has a burning rage of hate inside her soul, that
evil will consume in the end.
Children are a blessing, but when you take the love they need
away, and burn the hate inside of these children, you will
unleash a weapon of destruction that will consume there soul's
that will end in pain and heartache and maybe even death.
Copyright © Anita Harris | Year Posted 2017
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