The utter indifference
Of your cold stare;
Words spoken with no meaning.
You left me blind,
In a world of fools.
When I cried,
You never came.
The helping hand was
Never yours
That lifted me from the
Grasp of demons.
Mother, May I
Sleep, dream, live?
No, no, sweet daughter,
Better to stay away,
In the closet I have placed you.
Father's anger is righteous;
Sister shines brightly;
Brother is golden glitter.
Let the air collapse
Those tireless lungs as you scream.
But Mother, May I
Leave, escape, die?
No, no, sweet daughter,
Suffer through these
Harsh cruelties given by my hand.
And when you runaway,
Let it be known to all
That I tried to fix you,
Even as I broke you down
To bone dust.
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