The Noose

His presence startled her And left her uneasy His sinister grin gave her goose bumps As the chills pricked at her spine He craved to embrace her To hold her in his grasp Everytime he begged her to let him hold her She refused and shoved him away Until the lies began to appear true in her eyes And her sorrow latched onto her heart She surrendered to his touch And his hold was not of love But of pain As he wrapped around her neck Cutting off circulation and air Her warm rosy cheeks became lifeless and pale As her reality was no longer of this world But in the air swaying on a pendulum of rope