Broken

A poem for an I challenge you, challenge written for a picture to which i do not know how to put on here

Screaming in this prison that he put her in

She finally gives in and breathe in a sighing breathe

The door creaks open and he comes in

A knife in hand he swings blindly

Cutting her face leaving her broken on the floor

After she done crying she cleans up her face

The cuts forever scars on her

Days go by who knows how many

In the dungeon she is still in wait

As light shines through a hole of a window one day

She leans her head back breathes in her last breaths

And feels her face, the scas still there

She begins to wail with the razor in hand

She cuts her wrists and falls to the floor

In the corner behind the door she bleeds out

Leaving her life in this crazy hell of a dungeon

That some horrible man decided to put her in.

Reviews

[lostboy]

we all have scars they make are soul more beautiful. give your life to life.

[SpokenWord]

Often times men with low self esteem try to control people by force and brutality so that the person fears them and thus complies with their wishes when all they have to do is love them and receive the same but from a happy heart instead of a broken one. Strong message and good write.