Her Once Empathetic Heart
With her wings spread wide ready to kill the next chosen prey
She is tormented daily by a love that washed her spirited soul away
Revenge is the name of the game upon this ravaged land of the wicked ones
No man will ever hurt her again or will pay the ultimate price with the removal of their head
Trusting many men which lead her astray
Now just going through the motions living life day to day
As blood moves between her voluptuous breasts
She holds the skull in her lap of love's brutal betrayal
The flowers growing out of its head are the symbol of a new beginning that has not happened yet
Saying a prayer for the next dying sacrifice with no tears to drop
Hoping for a resolution to heal her once empathic heart
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HRL, I enjoyed this morbid tale, bro, reads vibrant and twisted with hints of gothic charm, you really are a very creative type poet, and the image pops as well.... good times, Hard Rock, cheers man
Hey Chris glad you enjoyed this morbid tale. This women has been thru enough hurt ,time to revenge and plant flowers in their skulls and put them in the dirt . No woman likes to be in pain ,so she took her vengeance against all who pushed her away .cheers to ya rock
Hi Rock.......A scary woman holding a scull with flowers growing from it.
It reads like her revenge was sweet,
really enjoyed though,
Great Write
Debs
Hey debs thanks . I loved the picture and it is sweet revenge on all the men who crushed her soul along the way . I think she have a flower bed of skulls to add some ambiance . Glad you enjoyed. Had fun writing this one . Hugs to you rock
Hi Rock, great write. I love this lines
"The flowers growing out of its head are the symbol of a new beginning that has not happened yet
Saying a prayer for the next dying sacrifice with no tears to drop".
Thanks for sharing. Cheers.
Hey cleo those are my favorite lines too glad this fun and morbid write . Hugs to you rock