Feet
heavy tread
coming towards
chained
matted hair
still defiant.
Taken
without qualm
claimed
righteous
witch I be
punished I shall.
I wait
eyes sparking
hatred
deep
sunk into veins
mistake made
allowing me to live
passed first day.
Beaten
iron rods
heated
pressed
sizzling flesh
making me scream
hardening
hatred
revenge
succors me.
Tonight the night
debased
debauched
death
only wrong
as to person found.
Locks picked
hands pretend anchored
come ever closer
whirling dervish
I become.
Terror
bleeds fast
stand over you
false prophet
false god bidden
unbreakable I am
unredeemed are you
walking away
blurring lines
no tenderness found.
©July 30/20
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