Beauty and The Beast

a twisted version of the fairytale

Every time she tries to run

He drags her back in

and even though she always tries 

she continues to believe his lies 

thus he continues to hit hurt and humiliate her

his thunderous roars of endless threats 

the deafening perpetual blows 

the black blue purple bruises upon her skin 

she is terrified by the continual torture she endures

Alas Alas he has a tight grip around her soul

she clings to him like a tainted knight in shining armour

her life is nothing more than a puppet on a string 

controlled by a sadistic puppeteer 

she is obedient she obeys 

she lives to see another day 

Nothing she will ever do 

will satisfy the beast within 

he feeds off her very being...

her soul

the noose around her neck tightens 

each day that she continues to stay

and one day the ground beneath her feet will give way

she will fall to her ultimate demise 

at the hand of her once thought love 

Reviews

[Hiddenfire]

As was said before I like the way you take this tale and give it a new darker twist.
One edit I would suggest in the 4th stanza:

"she is obedient she obeys
she lives to see another day"

I would suggest possibly swapping out that second obey with a word like comply or submit, that gets the same point across but adds another word. Of course now i see those two lines rhyme at the end which would be lost if you changed it, maybe change the first one to "she is his servant she obeys" in order to still keep the rhyming.
All in all very enjoyable read.

[Just Jayren]

This is really deep, not often do you come across issues like this that are projected so openly

[Manda]

Since I have so many feelings about the original story of beauty and the beast, my interest was peaked instantly. I was tickled at the darkness and rawness of it all, and am delighted at your telling. I agree with Hiddenfire about the usage of "comply or submit" I'm voting for "submit" myself, but your writing can only get better, hon and I am thrilled that I have found your stuff :)

[Coyote Poetry]

I like your version of this old tale. A more realistic version then the fairytale. To be held and control could leave few ways to escape and could lose yourself and find pleasure in pain. No weakness in this excellent poem.
Coyote