Contains very dark themes (Cursing, Abuse, Rape, Suicide). Young readers beware. I swear all these rhymes are mine but i'm not a killer or cutter or anything, just dark and violent, hhaha.
-ari/Ozzy000
There is a tree, with a necklace of rope, in which goes on your throat, and drops you giving you with no source of hope. Tears are released, all dressed in back, mother weeps for you, she wishes for you back. Mother goes home, on the doorstep is loose rope, and on the tree you had climbed as a child, now, yet another family member hangs from their throat.
Elsa woke up coughing, her body trembling to the core. This room was way too familiar. The chains were wrapped around her hands, the bloody cloth in her mouth. Her torn open shirt.
2 of Hans 12 older brothers came in, tools in their hands. Elsa scooted away but they grabbed her, pinning her to the ground and pulling off her shirt. She wailed helplessly as they pressed against her, licking down her neck and laughing as they used her as some sort of source to their pleasures. The one with the long brown hair slid off her pants, causing her to tense up.
This had happened way too much, she'd gone through this process almost every day for the past thirteen years. Adgar'd tie her up, undress her, and use her for his disgusting pleasures that was wrong in ever which way, there was no arguing with a father raping his daughter over and over again and causing her so much pain and struggle.
The other brother took off her underwear, spreading her legs wide open and licking his lips in an barbaric manner.
"STOP! PLEASE STOP!" She screamed, tears water falling from her eyes.
"Hold her down" he said, rubbing his hands together and lowering his head down in-between her legs.
A pleading whimper was the last thing she could utter.
A shining silver, shoved into her stomach, a red liquid emerges, It's not the end. Father watches her struggle in pain, smile on his face, knife in hand, what was this horrible place? Pain is here, little girl don't cry, I'll let you heal and do this again, Your my daughter, I don't care if you die.
The end... for now
-ari/Ozzy000