The Sickness Of This Abandon Child Poem by Ace Of Black Hearts

The Sickness Of This Abandon Child



In the darkness of this abandon child eyes.
Lies the secret to the loss of so many lives.
A theory of the abomination of love.
First an animal, cute, defenseless, and harmless.
His backyard becomes an enormous cemetery.
A reaping of lost souls.
Each with their own crime written upon humanity.
The endless profanity.
A constant rape of ones mind.
Testing and trying new things every time.
An experimentation of how one dies and why.
A murderous curiosity that becomes an obsession.
He makes his mark as if it was his profession.
An art of ugliness, bitterness, and complete sourness.
A taste once left can never be forgotten.
Watch as the apple born becomes stale and rotten.
All the way to the very core.
The inner innards.
A rapid decay and decline.
Do you still think he is fine?
Do you still think that he will be okay?
As the shadow comes it erase this day.
Horrific acts blinded by a distant light.
Were they right?
A sickness in which their can be no end in sight.

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