Sort of tears

The floor covered with a stream of blood,

He cried in pain; agony began to flood,

She stood with a sharp bloody knife,

with an unshed tear that told her life;

She was kind, beautiful, just, and meek

She wanted true love and began to seek,

but fate saved the date and tied the knot

with him, an arrogant, selfish beast who shot

her with grief bullets and turned her life hell

She tolerated and put all her worries in shell,

He tortured her physically, sexually, mentally,

But she approached him sentimentally,

She had infinite tolerance and patience,

Hoped, one day he would be obeisance;

The day arrived; she never expected

He could cheat her and was affected

By his disloyalty; she was utterly broken

and shattered. Finally, she has woken,

and gave him rest, now she is in a cell,

with glee, her eyes finally begin to well,

Tears of freedom, happiness, and passion;

She is so proud of her violent action.