Opposites

Gazing through the mirror,
To an opposite world,
She did not see her,
She saw another girl.

She chose to leave,
Her exit was loud,
She'd bob and she'd weave,
To escape the crowd.

Blood on her hands,
Screams in her head,
She glared at the stands,
She stared at the dead.

A symphony of screams,
The harmony a knife,
The blade ripping through the seams,
Ending all the strife.

Before she was dead,
Flashbacks to a time,
Before she lost her head,
Before she knew crime.

Drunken slurs,
Spewed throughout the room,
The pain wasn't hers,
Since it came from the mother's Groom.

In a growing splash of blood,
A veil of white covers the room,
Bringing tears to a flood,
Where the body lays would be it's tomb.

Not knowing who had killed her,
She swore she'd get revenge,
Whether Uncle, brother, sister,
She would be their end.

That's how it starts,
With one tramautic event,
One twist of fate,
Heavensent or Hellbent.

Washing the blood from her hands,
She looked across the room,
What she saw made her understand,
Who she seeked would be the groom.

Red eyes shooting flames,
As they exchanged their dirty looks,
Both are now without names,
Both are dirty crooks.

A single look into the past,
The blood now stained the floor,
The girl had made his death fast,
But he would burn forever more.