Wednesday, May 06, 2015

Hollow



Victory has a spineless sister
Whose skin she filleted
When their childish games turned sinister

Not content with slapping face or breaking bones
They blew their mother up
In a race to live without a home

Now Victory stalks the streets
Searching for clean sheets and pillows to weep on
But everyone is dead and gone.

3 comments:

raisy stary said...

sweet

melanie chaffey said...

Scarey x

Ruth Cooke said...

this one is defrinitely *shudder* !