Pretty Girl


Fingers of ice grasp the handle


Chains of steel encircle the figure
Blood flows down the delicate wrists as the struggle ensues
"Entering a tunnel of doom" they said

"Nay not I" she says.

You will see "pretty girl"

Fear fills her eyes as His reflect nothing but death

Destruction so pungent you could taste it on the air

"Pretty girl" don't you know?
He says low and guttural



Tears run freely down the marked face
No longer beautiful porcelain features, rivlets of flesh missing
Yanking harder against the chains
Screams of mercy pierce the night

His wicked laugh the only response
"Pretty girl"He says low and in a malistic voice
"Don't you know "?

"One price that I choose for you to pay"
"Is you knowing you will still be the center of attention"


Yet in the purest forms of disgust
"You will not be able to show your face"
For that is the price you pay "pretty girl"

Don't you know yet?"
"PRETTY GIRL"
"The dangers of meeting someone off the internet?"

Her screams were heard only by the One
Life spared
Yet no one would ever call her pretty girl again


Written by Niyahlove aka Jennifer All rights reserved