Shards of a Childs heart, long gone.
Innocence smashed passion twisted and torn.
A childs light crushed and broken, point of no return a child of pain is born.

Shards of a Childs heart
Joined once, whole and bright
Now lays a fragile fall apart child brutalised and torn.

Fall apart child, tomorrow robbed and left to be scattered on the winds. The place IT longs for no longer staid and comforting.

Breath IT longs for each breath a struggle as IT is pulled under by secrets and lies charmingly chained willingly to the child of Pain.

Fall apart child, stripped of a voice, filled with rage silenced by shame. Secrets and lies bind a child prisoner in the bitter sweet darkness.

Fluttering heart, poised to fight, fear filled feet ready to flee. Lies and pain It tries to hide.

A stolen voice hides in the darkness calling gently and softly to a child, willingly chained by shame fed by guilt. Disfigured lovingly by twisted passions.

Fall apart child, hollow insides fighting to be heard, lies cracking around, IT hides them in feasts to slow them and quiet them.

IT cries to be loved so much of the innocence lost, no longer made to be loved, a child carries through the sentence long ago forgotten by the judge.

Again the voice in the dark calls to the child, Cry for that once lost and rage to recover it. Child you know its there shards of your heart.

Hands of thunder clear the way, again and again led by the voice in the dark as the child of pain fights for breath.

Lightening crashes flashes of the glass heart once so lost glitter in the soil. Distortion once used to maim and wound now blunted.

Slowly tiny fingers claw out at the sparkling shards. Fingers once shredded and impotent now open and seeking the healing light.

A Childs open wounds gapping in the light of love, festering and pustulating. Still the Child moves forward drawn by the voice.

Child of pain in truths light comes to bathe away the filth clinging to innocent flesh. One last time the child knows its time to be pulled apart, one last time.

Child of pain falls apart, light coaxes out the light and love hiding deep in the darkness that is the child. Light moves in to the wounds of old easing away the darkness.

Woman of light is born, her battle cry sounds.
Pull me apart love rebuild my heart. It is time to chase the shadows and light the way for the lost.

Scars of old she battles them deep as she sings, in my heart lay a child of pain, built on foundations soft and afraid dreams yet unknown.

In my heart lay a child soft bruised used and dark. In my heart I battled demons liars and tormentors.

In my heart lay me the child fighter, survivor and gentle soul once left for the outlands of life. In my heart now lies the warrior and protector.

Yet apart they still lay both painfully aware of each others parallel universes.

Till one day he called child of pain and the Woman of light come cry your tears here in arms unseen, in abundant love he held the Woman of light together they took the child of pain into the flames of old.

Child of pain woman of light fell apart on winds of change washed clean in tears of joyful truth. To be reborn a whole being as prisons long past crumbled and fell. Woman of light and child of pain melded together whole and light aglow with loves truth.

Shards of a Woman Childs heart now one complete being, Light gatherer light walker light weaver. Woman of the light with the child of pain safe in her heart comes forward as she gives a voice to them her voice once silent now rings boldly across the skies

Hear I am here I stand. Hear all of me, love my soul love my heart here I am all of me.



London, United Kingdom

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