Bloody Lies

by panicked life   Feb 5, 2007


The blood drips
By the sound of whips.
She screams to stop,
He loves her not.
He's mad, insane.
She has to refrain.
To stop his reign,
she has to feel pain.
He loves her not,
But he still wont stop.
His mind is set,
She needs to go,
For his own content.
He loves her not,
Unlike before.
He exits through the closing door.
She cries once more.
As she slowly dies
through all her lies.
Laying on the bed
where all the lies were born.

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  • 17 years ago

    by IdTakeABulletForYou

    Wow. Awesome poem. Very deep, and i feel your pain and hope this is not based on a true story. If it is, call the abuse or rape hotline, they can help you.
    5/5
    ~Stephen White