A sweet flower, severed

[Villager]

Sweet memories currupted,
Malignant betrayal abounds
Innocence stolen, for its
Own intoxicating allure.

Mocked by devils of fake joy,
Selfless pity in self abuse
Too broken to even hide, terror,
Preys from every shadow
The perils of beauty,
At the mercy of man.

Tortured by desire of hope,
Plagued by the ease of misery
Hounded by eternal grief,
Killed, by a simple truth.

:c: Villager 2002

[Diva]

My dear, sweet Villager. Another poem that shows the depth of your soul. Beautiful and sad.