Crimson splashes reign,
She never had a chance
To embrace mercy,
Tonight darkness will take her
Down to the valley of her fear.

Her plea echoes in vain
Her plain veil steals her
Away in pain again,
A look to the sinister sky offers
More affliction…
Her ruptured heart doesn't
Beat like it did…
The unfeeling life finds a way to
Kill her once more,
He revives her sore’s dark wrap
Her eyes cannot see the pain,
A love of make believe he gives.

Her beauty is tainted but not lost
Like a leaf lost in the wilderness
She cries and bleeds but realizes
That beauty cant be hurt,
In the night she sleeps not
She contemplates ending it all
Torn between his lies she loses
Grace and falls asleep behind his specter.

Shes hurting...
She doesn't know that her beauty cannot
Be blemished by a human hand.
In vain she weeps and soaks her eyes
In the blood of her lover's hand.
A soul touched by love yearns for
Death to wake her up when this life is over.

I have two words to say, " Domestic Violence."

Fantastic! A beautiful write about one of life's grimmest tragedies! And one with which I am oh so familiar..not by own hand, though. "She cries and bleeds but realizes / That beauty can't be hurt"..your piece says it all.

I've got an cousin that gets hit by her hubby, so I was thinking about her while doing this piece.Its true man cant hurt beauty because all women are beautiful from the inside out and we the men ought to embrace them the way God wants.

AMEN:) The words I would like to hear from every man..they are to me the kind of words that make a man a man!:)