This is my lullaby.
With a dark tune.
And and elven voice.
Singing to the moon.

"Lay down your head.
On pillows of clouds.
Weaved from the sky.
And sliver shrouds.

Under the moon.
And the star lit sky.
Open the window.
And away you do fly.

May you always find joy.
And stay safe from all harm.
The stars watch over you.
Under the nights velvet charm."

This lullaby will go on.
This one will last.
The softly sung words.
From deep in my past.

I'm a ghost.
A reflection of me.
A fractured peice.
Of who I used to be.

You took me.
You shattered my mind.
You broke me.
Oh cruel world that left me behind.

Now I'm in pieces.
But here the pieces will stay.
You may have broken me.
But I won't go away.

I will haunt your life.
I'll be that sick reminder.
Of the people you broke.
Maybe in the future you'll be kinder.

Oh cruel world.
Who broke many a soul.
Who killed and devoured.
Those poor souls whole.

But here are my echoes.
Still I'm this world.
Shouting forever.
Their story untold.

we are the shunned.
we live in shadows.
in the dark places.
on the edge of the meadows.

we watch the others.
ones excepted in the world.
the shining ones.
for whom the houses are built.

they dance and prance.
free in society.
they follow the norm.
of the world they are proprietary.

while we are the shunned.
we don't follow the norm.
we are our own people.
we won't follow the swarm.

we have gifts and talents.
that other do fear.
so they cast us out.
make us feel we don't belong here.

but this is our world to.
we may have talents and gifts.
that others don't have.
but still they use the biffs.

and our saddened faces.
are forever permanent.
and our cries float in the night air.
the shunned lament.

I don't know.
What to do.
I don't know.
Just who are you?

You walked right in.
Without even a word.
Steps so light.
As if you were a bird.

But you came in to quick.
And left open the door.
And trampled me.
Till I was one with the floor.

I don't know what to do.
All these people in my house.
I'm so small.
I look like a mouse.

They walked all over me.
So I shoved them out.
I locked the door tight.
I didn't just pout.

Then I boarded the windows.
No one would get in.
I was so unsure.
I could not grin.

So I hid all my fear.
And my sorrow and pain.
Behind a fake smile.
A fake feeling name.

Now I'm a doll.
The outside so fake.
A smile plastered on.
Covering the heartache.

It's dark and evil.
And lost and shattered.
And to the four winds.
The pieces were scattered.

I don't know what happened.
But it's long gone now.
Maybe it ran away.
I cannot remember how.

I broke it and bruised it.
By the end it was cracked.
It was black and blue.
And then it packed.

My poor soul.
Up and left.
Hurt by the years.
If pain for which it wept.

Abused by the world.
It didn't know what to do.
My broken soul left.
Before I could find you.

It was already dark.
But now it is gone.
My broken soul left.
Singing it's sad lost song.

The blood.
Still flows.
Through the veins.
That it knows.

My heart still beats.
But it's battered and bruised.
Showing all signs.
Of being abused.

I tried to fix it.
Can you tell.
Then I hid it.
Inside a shell.

I don't want your love.
I don't want your sorrow.
I don't give a ****.
About a new tomorrow.

Just leave me here.
In this pit I dug.
I don't want your pity.
I don't need a hug.

I don't want a new life.
Or a new start.
Leave me to sit here.
With my broken heart.

In a dark place.
Where the sun never shone.
This is the place.
That I call home.

Where the wind howls.
The roof leaks.
All the windows are broken.
An the floor squeaks.

Where in the dead of winter.
The wind bites my nose.
All year long.
The rats nip my toes.

The wood is rotten.
No fire to stoke.
This is what remains.
of what was broke.

No one else lives here.
I'm all alone.
Singing sad songs.
In a sad empty home.

Why am I here.
These thoughts do grind.
What to do now.
With a broken mind.