Tamed adolescent

Adolescence is a beauty of life,

That can't be tamed or captivated,

Neither to be misused and tortured, 

But rather to be saved from the darkness.

Let her grow and bloom in the sunlight,

Nurture it softly like petals of flower,

But we are poisonous humans,

Roaming around her to make slaves of themselves.

Controlled in a dark corner of a broken isolated cottage like a slave,

They enjoyed hands and feets tied up in iron shackle,

They love her shouts when pains and despair,

They taste her blood of puberty like mocktails.

She has became the puppet of the monsters,

Ruling over her like righteous tyrants of 

a kingdom,

Fled from the brim of hell they attacked her pious body,

Helplessly she cried and pulled the windows.

Her eyes glint asks the dead walls ,

Her ruptured adolescence demented,

by the darkness,

Drenched in poverty she crawl near the hardened cage,

Her ribcage is visible to the dementors.

Moaning for food she collapses,

Her cadaver is cremated at dawn,

The blood moon rises for the tyranny,

Proving the dominance of the dementors.