O sweet angel,
to visualize
the roundness of crimson,
your deepest jade,
is such a sweet delight.
I do not fight you,
to see,
to watch,
your animal magnetism,
this disappearance of granite,
the glistening
of your pearly-whites,
is romanticism
at it's very best,
totally,
undeniably
*******.

Explicit
Bold
Terrifying
And scold

Disobey
Embarks
Runaway
The marks

Stand
Fall
Cry
Then crawl

Smack
Whip
Silence
No sit

Inside
Hurt
Pain
Singe, Burn

Belt
Switch
Cord
You *****!!

Father
Mother
Family
Don't bother

Fear
Lost
Blind
All cost

The demons lurk from behind sheltered memories
Pushed down for far too long
Their strength scares the hell out of you
Rising
Pushing down
Fighting
Clawing their way into the light of the night
Scream if you will
No one will hear you
These are your own demons
The ones of your own making
Co-created within years of connectedness
Hell where are the perpetrators now
That you allowed to steal your peace of mind
And why is it the light of your soul didn't keep this from you
Scratching
like chalk on a black board
Hell have no mercy
So shall it be
Look fear in the face like a child with the  world in their hands
No one will take this from you
It is yours to own so treat your demons with respect
They have learnt you well and keep stronger demons at bay
Let them scream and dance by the light of the moon
They are but healing and becoming the past
Kiss the ground on which you stand
Soak up the rays of the sun
They will settle again
Silently revisiting the files at the base of our soul.