Blood stained eyes
Gaze upon innocents sleeping form,
Malevolent intent
Spoils the promise of blissful slumber
Beauty immeasurable,
As naive eyes twitch
With dreams of purity and grace
Seething abhorrence
Guides twisted hands towards violent deeds.
Warm sweet breath exhales
From un-kissed lips,
Wet with remembrance and anticipation
Of life’s wonders yet to be lived
Horror- screams
From now waken eyes,
As an incestuous destruction
Of one’s self is committed
And the very soul of god
Is ripped from the now ruined vessel
Of what was once,
Innocent’s sleeping form.