He grabbed her by the hair,
And dragged her up the stairs.
She tried to fight back,
But was met with punches and kicks.
She could feel the bruises already forming.
He tied her to his bed
And made her wish she was dead.
She would dream of better, happier days.
Hoping she could go back there again.
And as she drifted in and out of consciousness,
Her body weakened.
Her mind began to slip into darkness once more,
And her last thought was that she would find happiness.
dedicated to @livylemon for the cover at the side for @PoeticSouls (my collab account)
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A Collection of Poetry Book Three
PoetryContains poems, most of which will be highly personal. It will also include poetry about experiences and ideals. Will contain 100 poems when finished. {Poetry / Short Story}
