Rose Bed

On this bed of roses,
lies a body full of pain.
She is wrapped in a blanket of thorns,
but she doesn't feel a single one.

All she knows is the tears,
that flow silently down her cheeks.
She has memories of the haunting night,
of when she was laid on this bed of roses.

She was silently taken from her home,
when she was only twelve or so.
She had been dreaming of the day,
and what she had done with her parents.

When a hand had come into her dreams,
snatching her from her own bed.
She was blindfolded and gaged,
and taken away from her family.

She was hidden away from the world,
being made a slave of.
She would be raped three times a day,
and made to clean the "house" they were in.

Each night she would try to escape,
and her torture would become worse.
She'd be burned and cut,
and told she would die.

When six years had passed,
they told her she was to old.
They would find someone else,
so now they must get rid of her.

So silently in the night they took her away,
to a place she never know was real.
They laid her down on the bed of roses,
and covered her in thorns.

Two days have passed,
and still she lays there.
In a bed of roses with thorns,
waiting for death to come.