in Secret: Crosshairs (first draft)

Forgive me this moment of ire

As I pray for containment of vengeance 

Agony of a soul inflicted by the soulless 

Confronted with darkness 

With demands to shine brightest

Never...not in a million experiences 

Would I...

Could...

Believe I'd be confronted 

These thoughts that have made all others

Deceased...

I am the aftermath

Each act is calculated 

Just those that motivated

This motherfucker...

That bastard....

This imprisoned rage 

That solitary confined anger

That crying helplessly father 

Tell me what possessed this bastard

To confidently believe

The violation of my child would be acceptable 

With the with wrath of the God's of Egypt 

Not if...

When the palms grasp the throat 

Life with cease to exist

For year I've been in the darkness of depression 

Witnessed the resistance of anxiety

Unable to reach the spirit

As this motherfucker victimized her soul

Has her demonizing her own flesh

Because you crashed her heart...

And all the love within it

The day you secretly ripped away her innocence 

By my child...

By baby...

My God how did this happen to my baby

All this time assuming

The pleading in silence 

All the signs

Steady staring at a blank canvas 

Even after volunteering for bright lights

And permanent escapes

Chained to a secret invasion