Broken

Broken

A Poem by Zaila

The destruction of pleasure

Spawning its own glee

A cycle of death and birth

Neverending

Always a continuous example of sadism

 

His bliss in torturing her

Pain, his instrument

Mutilation is his drug

His affection

He loves her and will kill her if he must to own her

 

She's broken, dispaired for him

His private play thing

All hope has left her, helpless

His preposal

Submit to his depraved addiction or be destroyed

© 2008 Zaila


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This is an intense piece. The imagery is great and you tell this story well. Well done.
xox
Cherri

Posted 15 Years Ago


This is a true body of genius. My favorite lines are....
"His bliss in torturing her
Pain, his instrument
Mutilation is his drug"

Such a disturbing subject, but such a repeated crime...His bliss is her torture. So very true....and so very well written.


Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Powerful poem, I absolutely hate abuse, but must say this is very well penned.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is a very powerful poem of abuse. It is well written
and has a powerful emotional effect on the reader (me) as w
well. A very strong and well written poem.

Tina

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Zaila

Adel, GA



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