He looked upon her
With lust in his eyes
He tightly grasped her wrists
Pulling her close
As he began to whisper so sternly
"If you loved me, you'd..."
She violently shook her head
No
But her opinion
Did not matter
His touch tainted
Her skin
His lips searing
Pain across her own
His words course
Through her veins
Like venom
Killing her slowly
Later left with emptiness
She lay crumbled, broken
Silent tears
Muffled cries
As reality
Collapsed around her
Every time his name was spoken
She flinched
Her face contorted
With the sign of discomfort
Every time she saw him
Her eyes burned
With anguish
And hatred
Locked within herself
Like a cage
She felt as though
She'll never be free
From his terror
From his words
From his graze
From him
Whoever thought one
Could be so wretched
To break such morals
And clasp the girl's heart
In his hands and crush it
In the end,
The words "it'll be ok"
Did not comfort her
Instead,
She walked the earth
With fear in her heart
And distress in her soul
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Stripped to Pieces
PoetryThis is one of the poems I wrote and it has a lot of context and meaning behind the words. If you understand it, it's kind of sad but yeah, enjoy!
