Poem -

hush

Hush

Hush little baby now I go to the city of the broken

 I know I  promised that I never leave

Hush little baby i be hanged for the tree

That  was once thought to be safe  

Hush little baby don’t cry for our family

For it was broken apart by the angel

Of the broken

Hush little child I cut my wrist  over and over

In the name of love

In the name of stress

Even after I see the blood

I cut hoping to numb the pain for the broken family

Hush little darling I pray that you never see me as

I see myself

Hush little baby I love you and I pray that you hold fast.

Hold fast past the mark  I gave in

Hush little sweet child im forever gone  

Hush

Hush little baby now I go to the city of the broken

 I know I  promised that I never leave

Hush little baby i be hanged for the tree

That  was once thought to be safe  

Hush little baby don’t cry for our family

For it was broken apart by the angel

Of the broken

Hush little child I cut my wrist  over and over

In the name of love

In the name of stress

Even after I see the blood

I cut hoping to numb the pain for the broken family

Hush little darling I pray that you never see me as

I see myself

Hush little baby I love you and I pray that you hold fast.

Hold fast past the mark  I gave in

Hush little sweet child im forever gone  

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