Sep. 16, 2011 at 9:37am with 20 notes
Reblogged from resist-psychicdeath
Apology
a girl, she named her jewel, she sang
along with a metronome, a sweet alto.
it didn’t picture as she meant. she hurt.
she sank bare legs in white pebbles.
she sat on a tire swing and watched her father kill her mother.
little jewel, her mama gave her name and stance,
but she loved her father more.
