Born Then Torn Apart

Feeding
 Cranial juices
 Toxins for human greed
 For pleasure
 Where life turns
 Into a morbid reality
 Infant site helplessly
 In the crib
 Not sleeping for a week and spun
 The mother's thoughts swirls into darkness
 She doesn't know what she's doing
 The post-birth stress is unbearable
 So she does the unthinkable
 Grabbing her child
 by the throat
 She throws it against the wall
 Snapping it's delicate neck
 But that's just the beginning
 She doesn't know
 When to stop
 Repeatedly
 She punches and kicks
 She killed her baby
 The red fluid starts to flow
 Born then torn apart
 Though already dead
 She continues
 Stabbing away at the infant with her bare hands
 Skin and muscle thrown about the room
 Lifeless headless skeletal infant sitting in
 Her hands
 She passes out
 Then wakes two days later
 Seeing what she's done
 She deservingly
 Takes her life
 And the ties
 Between flesh and blood
 Is now a
 Another victim to be murdered