Criticism greatly appreciated. Beware of twisted-ness and morbidity.

Suicide of Innocence

I don’t know where I’m going anymore

Walking for days and my feet are sore

Pictures of you racing in my head

Through the looking glass smudged with red, red, red.

You voice stings like nails hammered into place

Hammered brutally into my eyes and my face

My pride is crumbling with all you have said

It turns to me and wishes me dead

You betrayed me, Mother Mary

Where’s your mercy, why won’t you save me?

I needed you so much

Lost my faith and lost my crutch

You lost your will to give

So I lost my will to live

I’ll never be your child again

It’s me against you and them

You made a mistake and now you’ll erase it

Step on it, rape it, and treat it like shit

And there you pose with all you’ve taken

I lie on the pavement, I lie forsaken

I cried to you, you ignored my call

You tore my wings off so I would fall

And I’ll curse you, Immaculate Mary

Lost your mercy and will to save me

Refused to give the sick your touch

Threw me down and broke my crutch

You stole my will to live

Took back all that you did give

My soul wanders and hovers over the scene

Crushed and broken, the saddest boy I’ve ever seen

And when he hit the cement he made no sound

His pretty face smashed across the ground

His arms holding himself for all the times he’s been neglected

Arms now broken, scraped bruised and infected

Such an innocent boy was ruined, now he’s dead

And he’s watching the scene through the looking glass

Painted red, red, red, red…