Taken

The following poem is dedicated to my sisters who have been abducted, raped and tormented physically and mentally.

Shades of shadows crawl,
And the road screams at me,
A soul so tormented,
Wakes, and now I see,

He pulls at my flesh,
And I try to lose,
But enchanted in his grip,
He will now refuse,

The heat in his tomb,
A lare of must and fear,
My wrists now entangled,
And damp from the tear,

Halting now I quiver,
Tomorrow, will it bring?
His hands cold take me,
And in solitude I sing,

An echo off the mountains,
Who tell me of the same,
I feel the lonely whispers,
Of the many who have came,

Today still entangled,
I fear for goodbye,
No one will hear me,
Since the first I did cry,

My body always aching,
My mouth cracked and bled,
I am always screaming,
In the blood that's been shed,

Your hands linger there,
As they tear at my soul,
A goblet of desire,
In this tainted goal,

What am I now?
As you rip me down,
I'm living in the dead,
In tears I will drown,

Shades of years crawl,
As the darkness lies,
You are my hate and love,
And I only wish to die,

I want to break myself open,
Maybe then I'll be there,
I want to bled it out,
Maybe then you'll care,

As angels fall from heaven,
My death falls to hell,
In ache I will remain,
In my eternal shell.