Author: Tenille Sandersen
Title: Vengeance Be Mine
Rating: R for violence
Summary: She expresses her feelings by writing a poem.
A/N: I wrote this poem a while ago and I thought it would fit into this story. Let me know what you think.
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Slinking up the stairs to her room, she crumbled in front of her door. Tears had already run ragged lines down her cheeks.
Looking around like a frightened animal. She ignored the fear and embraced the anger.
Opening her door, she stumbled to her desk. The urge to put her feelings on paper was itching at her. So she acceded and so her poem was born.
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Vengeance be Mine
Tears ran down my face
Marking my defiled innocence
Blood flowed freely
I lay there
Like a broken doll
Arms widespread like an eagle
Legs twisted and broken
Depression invaded me
Like a disease plaguing all my senses
Eyes that stared blankly off into space
A mouth painted for seduction, broken
Dark hair plastered to the side of my head
He entered the room
Regarding the fact that I was still there
He looked at me
A mocking grin twisted his thin lips
Eyes like cruel beads that made me
Feel so trapped
Like a bug under a microscope
He moved closer
Clasping a goblet in white-knuckled hands
Viciously, his gaze raked over me
His eyes darkened as he advanced
When he was but a breath away
I closed my eyes
Waiting for the inevitable
Nothing came
I looked him in the eye
He sneered lasciviously
I spat on his clean polished boot
I wanted the anger brew
Culminating like a tornado, he drew his foot back to kick me
Nothing happened
It was like his foot meeting an iron wall
He looked puzzled
I laughed maliciously
I drew myself up to my full height
Mahogany hair flowed down my back
Cerulean eyes pierced his milksop muddy browns
I rose, a true vision
What I had been, a shadow of the reality
Power swirled all around me
I looked at him
The corruptor
Anger, hatred and revulsion swirled in my veins
My eyes faded to black as I summoned
All my power to curse
"Vengeance be Mine" I called
He screamed
As he saw what was coming to get him
A spotlight surrounded him
Invisible chains held him down
Bones cracked, fading to dust, resulting from the impact
Blackness encircled his remains
A dark hole opened in the ground
Manacles of fire and iron enslaved his soul
A scream of pure terror and utter horror echoed through the putrid air
I closed my eyes
Wishing to be anywhere but here
A radiant light encompassed me, taking me away
**
I lay down my pen and looked at what I'd just written. It almost felt soul-cleansing. If only that would really happen to my attacker. Then justice would be served.
I closed my eyes and tried to block out the images that kept bombarding my mind.