Spirit Killer

Lost in this world these people so profound they have no face. Displaced of sound this misery to carry children off on train of pain. Dead of mind break the child to way of thought thier soul always is lost. Sharing voice my mind this head is talking to a rocky ledge of thorns to those who cause the pain inside they know. Dread young child knows not where she goes trembles face creased and lined inside I scream. Issues of power no control the child of psychology dreaming of a far off land a beach where I may lay a shaking head thats seeking peace.