jeweliet

just a poem i wrote after i read something about a god from a place haha

I was trapped
bound with rope no escape
eyes held open
beauty my only view
i desperately tried to avoid the gold dusted skin
he knew what his beauty was doing
he knew it was torturing me
hurting me
the smirk that was formed with such gorgeous lips told me that he knew
I hate him
the struggle to close my eyes was futile
his smile widened
i screamed i had no choice he was torturing me
testing the ropes i was bound by
one hand free i clawed out my eyes
now just bloody sockets glare at him and yet he still chuckles
then his laugh hit me i can still see him he imprinted the image in my head
his laugh grew louder
i screamed again
i couldn't breathe
the sound that would have made every songbird envious was killing me
i was suffocating in its sound
my lungs stopped accepting the air
my heart refused the blood my mind saw only him
the bastard he tortured me with beauty and killed me with laughter
and my lips formed only 2 words
crom cruach