Were you completely unprepared?
Unaware of the dangers that lurk,
Those malicious demons unearthed
In the wake of precious moments
Too pure to realize what would
Become of their flesh?
Let us pray over innocence.
Or am I just another fool
Bent over the pools of sadness
Filling your eyes, finding more than just
My own reflections abating into nothingness?
Whose weakness am I talking about, anyways?
(Sigh, Lord Knows…)
Copyright Keli Birchfield 2012