The Killing

September 16, 2015
2:08 pm

The killing

Today my heart has been choked
Today my being has been beaten
Today I saw my soul running
Today I grew weary
And tired
Today the beautiful weed that threw
Between the cracks in the concrete
Was stomped
By the human
That once fell in love with the unusual
The uniqueness
Of love growing in the strangest
Places
How quickly beauty becomes the beast
You killed me

Deborah R. Shaw
The Silent Stalker