steven

Ropes of pain
Are ruining his world.
The tiny fibers sticking out
Are crystallized tears
Frozen in his eyes.
And the rope is knotted
Causing blood in his heart
But it keeps on beating,
Just slowly pulsing.
And the rope hanging from the ceiling
No longer mutes his screams,
He has been heard.
His heart is bleeding.
His tears are crystallized.
And his neck is worn raw.