Smother

A hand across a face,

A pulling,

Into shadows.

Something tied,

Now voiceless noise.

Gagged and bound,

A present,

Kneeling at evil feet.

Muffled screams,

And elusive dreams.

Darkness never comes,

Though they pray,

It still stays away.

Knife digging in,

Blood spilling from words.

Then comes the worst,

The indescribable pain,

Welling from every pore.

Afterwords,

It's only a matter of leaving a trace.

Carving more scars,

Leaving more blood,

Ruining more mind.

Thrash,

Trash.

Completely ruined,

Everything strewn about,

The world is fragile.

A bitter image,

Preserved on a broken mirror.

Everything's broken now,

Shattered,

Left for dead.

Then comes the final insult,

It's not even quick.

A hand to a face,

The other hand covering the nose,

Not a single breath.

Thrashing,

Then still.