Chains

You

Are the hope around my neck.

The pendant on my chest rests on the

Padlock to my blood that Stained

all over the dress you stressed to see me-

take off.

Slain like the animals you pay to see pained

because they are drained from their dignity, like me-

Linked to the travesty of having a

Victimized

oversexualied body.

No I will not marry you,

Because I love you.

You are guilty, yet somehow

I am the one in chains.

I am still connected to

You.