Loss of Innocence

October 9, 2008
By Anonymous

Bitter dreams scream of repulsive lust
Lather black on red roses
No tiny boy shall be spring again
He will no longer worship any God
Their frantic cries muted
Skin wet with sweet poison
Innocence robbed by forced forbidden love
Hearts beat knives of burden
Death beckons life as heaven
Raw blood smell of rust
Weak winter boys whimper of manipulation
Shadows shined white now red
White music whispers chains of evil
Drunk tongues lick away petals of peach trees
The sad moon goddess can only watch in tears
As blue blood is shredded into rain

The author's comments:
This poem was created the day after my 17th birthday with my magnetic poetry set. And this poem talks about child abuse on boys by men.

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