Marital Rape

Decked up in gold and flowers, was her fake smile,

An elated bride, I was being sold in a while,

And when I looked in his monstrous eyes, 

I wish they'd seen his lies.

Low tunes and melodious songs were sung that night,

While I lay tied in your bed, so tight,

I find it hard to define that night,

The night marked by chills and frights. 

Your shouts and my muffled screams,

The night that ate up all my dreams,

And outside were heard sniffed laughs and trails,

They all enjoyed my painful wails.

The way you dug inside me, my blood froze,

And the bed ached of thorns instead of a rose,

And you ripped my soul, with ripping off my dress,

My hair and body in a deep, uncleanable mess.

And when the next night you latched that door,

I wanted to cry, "Please, no more!"

But you huffed and silenced me under your weight, 

And by the time you took me to the hospital, it was just too late.