Cruel

Who knew?
Such a place
So full of beauty
Could be equally cruel

A babe brand new
Such an innocent face
Certian to be a cutie
Could equally be a ghoul.

Did you know
A sweet smile hides
The tortured Soul under;
No amount of salve can cure

The seeds you sow
Bury themselves deep inside
Leaving all in their wake torn asunder.
Now, the Soul is forever impure.

There wasn't even a choice;
No one heard my quiet voice.