Deep, slashing words
that drag themselves with sharp,
anger spurting claws
down into the stomach and soul
of a lonely child who shakes and crumbles
as the fear and anguish of a thousand soldiers
rakes its way through the fragile subconscious
of the unknown and unwanted.
It is said that bad things happen for a reason
but there is yet to be a reason found.
Because the smile hidden grimace
has brought nothing but pain
for days and weeks and months on end
so by the end of the day
that one insignificant action
can cause a whirlwind of tears
and heart wrenching screams
that no one can hear
behind the punk rock music
and steam bolted doors.