Little girl laid to rest
Drowned the soul she prayed was blessed
Tiny hands so cold and still
Broken beneath another’s will
She learned too young how silence screams
How monsters crawl inside your dreams
How love can wear a gentle face
While leaving bruises no one can trace
Now graveyards bloom beneath her chest
Where all her frightened parts they rest
All their voices scratch and cry
Like buried things that never die
The monsters may have left her bed
But they still whisper in her head
And every night the shadows creep
To rock her wounds instead of sleep
She became a ghost in skin and bone
A child surviving all alone
Apologizing when she bled
Begging for scraps of love instead
She learned to freeze, to not resist
To disappear when darkness kissed
For tenderness would always cost
Another piece of self she lost
What cruel and bitter art
To teach such terror to a heart
To make a little child believe
That pain was all that she’d receive
Little girl laid down to sleep
Buried somewhere far too deep
For somewhere past the ruin’s swell
Beyond the teeth, beyond the hell
Now I lay her down to sleep,
With shattered secrets buried deep.
If she should die before she wakes
God please save the child they tried to break.
And if He finds her soul below
Curled where the darkest flowers grow
Tell her at last the night has passed
That little girls can rest at last.