Look at her,
she is free and she is still,

Watch her exuberance light the room…
Watch her!

Catch her,
while she is free, and while she is still…

Catch this wild flower,
and destroy her

Watch how this gives you pleasure,
ripping her soul apart as you break into her innocence…

Watch how this gives you serene relaxation,
as you watch the blood trickle the fine inches of her porcelain skin…

Look at her,
she is blank, lifeless almost,
her small, struggling breaths, pathetic to you.

Watch her,
what’s left at least…

She’s in chains.

by V.I.V. , 2015