Victim

Victim

A Poem by Kittybell

Lock all your windows,

Bolt all your doors,

You can't lock me out,

I'm already indoors.

 

Now I will take you,

I'll take you alive.

Your life depends

One how well you survive.

 

This darkened place

Is the last thing you'll see.

Your sight is black

Where can you be?

 

Your hands are bound

The the rope untorn.

I'll beat you,I'll rape you,

Your body left worn.

 

Your soul will depart,

No longer held victim.

Your lord awaits

For you to walk with him.

© 2009 Kittybell


Author's Note

Kittybell
Critique however....know now that I am not that great at poems.

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I really liked it in the beginning. It was very "im gonna go hide under my blankets" kind of thing. I think the only thing was when you stopped rhyming, it threw me off and I lost the flow. But it was good :)

This review was written for a previous version of this writing

Posted 15 Years Ago



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