In grave silence, unfathomable darkness
Nature’s listening to her racing heartbeat
Jagged rocks, hungry earth, demonic presence
Pregnant belly, lost husband, DEAD BEAT?
Suddenly the winds begin to whisper
Bats flapping wings, circling about in mockery
Her priceless soul, the grave be the highest bidder
Betrayal, she weeps, if you call this love its worse than robbery
Was she to blame, when all she did was to love
When she gave all she had until a piece of her heart she had none?
She gave the whole of herself to him the very day he poked her orifice
And now a corollary to that love is a sacrifice
She’s already prepared the noose
The embrace of death might soothe