Whitewashed
Posted on Dec 31st, 2007
by 
elisa
elisa
The sun still glistens in the cold
our mirror's image tells
the lives we lead in other's eyes
truth told but not a shred
the sun doth set
pink hues explode
real thoughts, emotions swell
Mad thoughts go "Pop!"
--spots on the wall
a child's soap bubbles drift
the night swoops in
cover up your sin
--say your prayers now
bow your head
Let mothers clean
The world's eyes scream,
"Scrub her fingers down to nubs!"
Then, the dawn brings sun,
still glistening in the cold--
But, on clean
--white
walls
again...
--elisa
our mirror's image tells
the lives we lead in other's eyes
truth told but not a shred
the sun doth set
pink hues explode
real thoughts, emotions swell
Mad thoughts go "Pop!"
--spots on the wall
a child's soap bubbles drift
the night swoops in
cover up your sin
--say your prayers now
bow your head
Let mothers clean
The world's eyes scream,
"Scrub her fingers down to nubs!"
Then, the dawn brings sun,
still glistening in the cold--
But, on clean
--white
walls
again...
--elisa
Access: Public
abuse
August 2008 
Nice…..
to be white again