Cleanse

Locked within her own mind

games played

voices heard

vacant look upon her face

no one knows

no one will ever learn

the truth that she holds.

Evil roams the world

hidden behind

masks

which when stripped away

reveal the monstrous face

vicious fangs

violent words

beating constantly

upon her body

upon her mind

upon her soul.

Captured.

Captive.

Yearning for protection

for rescue

from those who misuse

abuse

violate her trust

her body

her very sense of being

knowing that the day will come

when all she will have

is herself to rely on.

Come the day

it will burn bright

to scour…..

to purge…..

to cleanse…..

while she stands under the moonlight

listening to the bastards scream

as the fire washes them clean.

March 8/19

Photo by Joshua Earle on Unsplash