deepundergroundpoetry.com
depravity in the garden
gentle is the night that stole my innocence
it descended on me in terrifying fashion
raping my purity
stealing my faith
a little girl with stars in her eyes
in a night's time they were snuffed out
my gentle god who wanted to prove
how cruel he could be
to amuse a woman, to get her into bed
time passed...
you revealed your true desires to me
I covered my ears and screamed
I didn't want to hear
I didn't want to see
you countenance is terrible
you removed the markers
let the sun fall on me
with my magic, I reversed the curse
I tell you what kind of father
uses his own creation as a weapon?
you fucked with all natural order
now you ask me to see;
Yosemite when I look in your eyes
I scream I do...
in the faces of the girls who died there
when Cary Stayner raped and murdered
my memories of our sacred place
are now scarred and bleeding
because in truth you got turned on then
Stayner will die convicted
of the crimes you inspired
he will be judged in the heavens by your hands
unless he begs for mercy
I would ask why you made me thusly
but I have myself
to worry about in this dimension
and the next one
I'm securing my exit
you would play with me
then exile me with a broken heart
I'm being groomed to sate you
but in truth I can't stand what that means
you made me love you in my youth
I put all my trust in your truths
then when I needed you
you checked out...
you claimed you lost your mind
perhaps you did...I've not lost mine
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 11
reading list entries 2
comments 22
reads 737
Commenting Preference:
The author encourages honest critique.