"A wilted rose no longer stands for sadness and defeat..but it stands for how strong it has been and how it has survived, it stands for how far it must come to stand up again...all it needs is rain, sun, time, and some help from friends...we are all wilted roses, that must realize how strong we are" ~written by ME...~

Saturday, October 6, 2007

Hurt


You look at her
Tears streaming down
You grab her face
Pulling eyes to look into yours
Screams and Pleas heard
As her hair get pulled
Pulling her down
Your anger rising
She wipes the tears
Her vision now blurred
Why must you hurt her so?
Red hand marks laid upon her back
Skin stinging with every blow
He reaches for a bat against the wall
She drops to her knees
Shaking as the bat is brought down
Blood splatters the wall
She drops to the floor
Blood now pooling around her body
No more cries and pleads
He takes a sheet and wraps her in it
Blood still draining from her wounds
He drags her, drives her away
Splash, she sinks
Now his face shines through the moonlight
No tears fall from his eyes
He drives home
Now she is queen of the sea

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