Lost Revelations- a poetry collection

"Victoria"

Glued on the wet grass
Her limbs being strangled by
bony branches of cruel, bewitched trees

Moonlight so bright
Fading away from her sight
With the promises she'd made
Her mind alight

What of Victoria's teacup she'd broke?
What of her remarkable school test score?
What of the words she'd left unsaid?
What of her orphaned sister no one would be there to make her bed.

Twigs and branches
Left her with scars and wounds
She screamed, no sound

And the bright moonlight,
Faded farther
She found herself alongside his hellhounds