Buried Under the Frangipanis

buried under the frangipanis
your child is hidden
his beautiful smile was taken into wickedness
my taste for the vile and pain
has devoured his innocence
breathtaking the sunset on his last day of suffering
bleeding into the sunrise
for him
there is no tomorrow
how hollow his mother's sobs and pitied sorrows
heightened was my pleasure
enlightened i have become
with his stillness
i grew even older
In a hundred lashes i watched him bleed
bended over my knee
he did plea
he called for you
mother
then
darkness
Knows my heart
i cut him apart
butchered
into a thousand pieces
and on my plate
i ate his innocent soul
my desire was sate
mother
his future desired of a wife and loving family
his dreams i fucking shattered
in my sickness for lust
flesh and blood
my little adventure is all for me to keep
silence
all of your tears won't bring back your sunshine
back from the grave
god now has him all to himself