falling for bloody hands

love, hate, rage, sadness

why do I fall

for hands so blooded

and come to his call

my minds so flooded

my heart at war

oh the eye of the storm

he pull me close

to push me away

my crimson stained cloths

the lonely light of day

he'll push me to the wall

and watch my life line fall

my hand now covered in blood

as he forces me to walk in public

my shoes covered in mud

his face so calm but eyes demonic

his hand clasped on my wrist

as I'm forced to grant his every wish

Author's Note

working progress

Reviews

[Lykos]

This is really good K, and the rhyming adds to it. Well done!!

[WritersBlock]

Subtle but tells you everything you need to know.

I hope they find their freedom someday.