Peaceful

you robbed my dreamswhen you murdered my innocence you toppled down my spiritwhen you assasinated my heart so, upon the meadowsI wonder, how many of my dreamshave you robbed?how much of my innocencehave you murdered? and, upon the meadowsI count, on the many ways youtoppled down my spiriton the many times you assasinatedmy bleeding heartContinue reading “Peaceful”