conceived in shame
and delivered by humiliation
the secret child is born
to no one
and everyone

alone
desperate
clinging to the slightest possibility
of hope

minuscule moments
dreams of what was never there
never could be
they fly away
like cruel butterflies
leaving only dust
in the eyes of another

weeping
without comprehension
longing
without purpose
an innocent victim
crying in the darkness

frozen in time
stillborn to the world
huddled in the corners
of a disgraced
and defeated mind

shamefully hidden away
suckling bloody fingers
against the shredded walls
of a broken womb

the secret child
belongs to no one
and everyone

as does the blame

m(-_-)m