Fragile ridges of viridity pulse under vitreous skin.
Rapacious compulsion, rapier plunges—straight and deep.
Satisfied in her release, as scarlet cells diffuse-to-seep
Precious ruby bracelets—down her arm, adorn so warm.
Glassy-eyed and mesmerized, she’s subdued by steady calm.
Premeditated deceptions conceal designs of childhood crime.
Mitigated madness shadows her shame, so sadly worn:
Rose garden with its razor thorns; quickly caught—purposely torn.
Her pain set free—she lives to see—another day to come;
Scarred and marred: a cutting board, is what she has become.