~Therasia ~

Mesmerising beauty she once had
Amongst the rich she rightfully dwells
Now her scarred look draws cries of despair
Muffled cries of helplessness
She burrows into her lair

She bore emerald-like eyes
Against the pales of perfect skin
Lips that seemly whisper sweet nothings
A gaze that drowns men in the depths of sin

Innocuous Therasia…
Once religious Pantheist, now her faith withers by the day

That faithful night
The stale air of evil lingers
She walks amongst royalty
To the comforts of luxury

A voracious beast assaults alone
Leaving none but her alive
Violates, batters, then set her to
Lay on a bed of knives

With an impetuous touch
Of his wielding weapon
Across her body and soul
He ends her reign…

Innocuous Therasia…
Once religious Pantheist, now her faith withers by the hour

Eternal cuts she bore
So deep and well refined
Dripping blood which
Flowing patterns hint signs

Of once, fraudulent acts of cruelty
Bestow upon her flesh
Her wounds in swathe
To substratum stains of blood

Mesmerising beauty she once had
In her boudoir she held secrets of none alive tells
Now her imperfect look draws stares of disgust
Silenced shouts of sufferings, within her residing cell
Of living hell…

Moonlit night…

The will to live withers away
Fairy-tale turned nightmare
The focus of her life path strays
She sat around the fireplace and stare

Into space her mind contemplates
About the cruel fact to live
Disfigured permanency
She chose the path that led off the cliff…

Josh.