Corrosion

For years you slowly ate
The heart of me
The purest of my fruit
Fell to your cold decay
A thief within the night
You showed such cruelty
But coward, you would hide
At quiet break of day

For years you took your fill
One bite at a time
You soured the sweetest fruit
And spoiled the purest day
I know you are still proud
A master of your crime
A creature most at home
When causing disarray

For years you would corrode
The faith within my soul
I waited for some grace
You never would return
I guess I just denied
My sheer lack of control
But even innocence
Must finally fall and learn

© Helen Valentina 2014, All Rights Reserved

About helenvalentina

Like most people, I have a number of sides to me. The most interesting one probably emerges through my writing, hence this blog. I love to read, and also to write, and so this is a way to share both.
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