frightened little bunny hugging the wall
wrethed in shadows that crawl
all the way towards her deepest thoughts
eating her up from inside out
she hears them screeches whoop with joy
with her memories sweeping the floor
her future shattered into pieces
lying around like some litter
their sarcasm in every breath
whispering screams in her head
and there's no need for a sword to stab her in the back
to bleed out her every regret
nothing but a hollow echo
vividly flashing as a recurring refrain
as she ingests its visions of pain
like some injured animal licking its wound
she craves for mommy's bloody womb
querulously whimpering for more
than there was heretofore