Victim

Lock all your windows,

Bolt all your doors,

You can't lock me out,

I'm already indoors.

 

Now I will take you,

I'll take you alive.

Your life depends

One how well you survive.

 

This darkened place

Is the last thing you'll see.

Your sight is black

Where can you be?

 

Your hands are bound

The the rope untorn.

I'll beat you,I'll rape you,

Your body left worn.

 

Your soul will depart,

No longer held victim.

Your lord awaits

For you to walk with him.

Author's Note

Critique however....know now that I am not that great at poems.

Reviews

[Cyrus Cummings]

your rhymes were on time and than you got bold and you left your heart exposed.

[Stephanie]

I really liked it in the beginning. It was very "im gonna go hide under my blankets" kind of thing. I think the only thing was when you stopped rhyming, it threw me off and I lost the flow. But it was good :)