You think we’re evil
We’re what you made us to be
Forgotten containers
Of your childhood debris
Scattered memories
That rise from the ground
And wait for the day
You’ll finally turn around
If you looked in our eyes
You’d see through to our souls
The pain has eroded
And taken it’s toll
We’ve waited long,
and been stored away deep
You trigger by the word
But we are the black sheep
We did not come upon you
The devil within
But split from the seams
Your very closest of kin
You don’t have a right
To pass us off and turn away
Without each and every one of us
You wouldn’t be here today
We are the holders
Of what you could not behold
The flames, the chants,
What is bled eventually ran cold
What you call evil,
What you casually label as dark
What we are is the only thing
That could keep fueling your spark
You managed, you struggled, you fought
Where did you get the energy within
That energy is us
The thrown away… inside your own skin
Liz
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