buy me a lullaby

we are never powerful enough to stop
[and/or start]
screaming.

a small girl in a small dress,
red with pale white skin.
clear blue eyes: innocence,
a disguise.

smiles, mask the horror-shows,
"hush little baby,
don't make a sound."

quiet for eleven years,
until she opens her mouth

and screams.

until she screams out,
"HUSH. HUSH. HUSH."
like the terror behind those
blue eyes, turned green with
emotion.

green like grass,
green like his tie on the day he
took her soul...

green.
blue.
and grey skies.

hush, hush.
don't stop screaming.