Hollow Drum

Mum I'm crying,

Dad I'm on the floor,

My friend where were you?

When he bit into my soul?

When he smashed my china doll skin?

I thought he would protect me from

the monster under my bed.

I did not know it layed beside me,

pulling at my hair.

I let my heart stop so I could feel numb,

I tore it out blood and organ,

my chest

a hollow drum.

I let him play its tune,

a low empty hum.

Every hit deepened the bruise

And his face smiled

He was amused.

A gun he held to my temple

my hands began to tremble.

As his hands chocked the blood from my wrist

As he deepened his pure black kiss.

- Rose's Kiss

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