Demanding Innocence?

Violence and intrusion

A Moment of Confusion

This is the moment i feared

My Cry that you cannot hear

 

A hold you had on me

A firm and fearful grasp

You coward behind me

Beneath your dark, black mask

 

The others you saw

They wanted to run

My heart pumping away

I felt weak, like a dying sun

 

We still could not move it

We had to go back again

Your black shroud, controlling

Hurting, fellow men

 

Possessed by urge

You reached your point

Again you wanted me

Again you urged me

Again you killed me

 

The door was open

You grabbed the prize

I lie there, such horror have I seen

I wait there, for my cries to be heard

I stay there for days, haunted by you

 

I want to leave…..