Watching you suffer was delightful
Like a box of chocolates
Taking my time, and in the moment
You see, I don't wish pain on anyone.
But you, oh you Mr.
You need it
You don't know the pain you've caused by body
My skin, my heart, my brain
You drove an innocent woman insane
That's the most sinful thing you can ever do
Drive a woman of God into pieces of two.
You ripped my skin into pieces
Expecting me to remain sane.
You stripped my voice,
The one weapon I had against you,
And turned it into pain
Sara I. Raad