Purpose fell in arbor of later dripping her blood

No reason of hates just a thing to bring forth

Pure fear screaming at a demon whip

Asking for presence never given hope

Just the lash of need and want bending will

Edge of kill meet left of hang by the ropes

Body spread to pleasure

Spirit broke hope of death pleading same

Never to come

Cattle to be added with rest

Suave to heal

Marks of owner

Placed

Used for all forms of need

Seed of off spring

Lent to be a victim

Trust best of burden

Taken for work

Then pleasure

Tangle a value with place

Love strange word

Release not coming

Mud wet saved

As body screams

Leaves pieces

Shame finished

Child suckling

Sagging breasts

Purpose fixed in mind

Placed in time escaping

Noting room slept

Dealt after faith

Burned flesh

With brand

Named

Run to what to where

Hunger planed death

Cascades in shades of red

As flesh is pealed in layers

Crust of time relentless

Stake placed

Finally free