Gap in Perfection

A Poem by Mason Rayburn

Raging screams
Pierce my soul
In perfection
I have found a hole
A pit of horrors
Beyond comprehension
Beautiful maidens
Beyond redemption
How dare you mar
Your robes of white
With ugly things
That provoke my plight
Filthy words
Stain your lips
Like the Earth
You're in an ellipse
Stuck on your path
As blind as a bat
Once I longed
To hold you in my lap
Now no more
Those naive thoughts are gone
No more will I be singing
Your sad, little song
Like all the rest
You've cut me deep
Over this I will lose no sleep
I've come to expect this
From the world
For in it there is not one
Who can be my girl