This Body Mine

Charmed Chaos

You will not break me
those that came before you tried
The dark man with black eyes
‘It’s for your own good’
as he raised his deformed hand
purple bruised skin
he tried to whip me
into submission —
for I was not his child
the damage he inflicted
more mental than physical
but I refused to give in
to his sordid whims.

Along came the hungry lion
feeding on the lamb
of innocent youth
a naive girl —
with a narrow world
stalking my every move
asking me to prove
my love, so I did
and the only light
that came from it
was a beautiful child
in my likeness
born with wisdom
in her eyes.

And then, the crooner
the devil in disguise
charming with his lies
a mental case
that embraced
the darkness
in his soul —
consuming my light
to build his fire
from within
but…

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