The teeth of his ego, egotistic jaws, eagle-like claws, force their way into her heart.
They cut, poke, ***** point dart
Start to choke, stick, creak, joint art
As forced as this rhyme scheme.
She's hurt and broken,
An incarnation of her worst fears
Her face moist, wet from her own tears, she screams out for help...
But no one hears.
Or perhaps they just don't listen!
She's in prison, trapped in the freedom of the chains of inequality.
She's hurt, broken.
Her honor pried open
Purposefully pierced by his selfish cowardice
— The End —