The Knife You Plunged Poem by Holly Heron

Your knife it sticks within my back,
Your poison clogs my throat,
The gag you placed has drowned my screams,
My wrists, my legs are bound,
No longer can I fight you,
No longer will i win,
No longer can i warn the rest,
To stay from you cruel ways.
You leave me now to die,
To freeze in winters arms,
You leave me now for Death to take,
To embrace me in the dark.
The knife you plunged,
The poison gave,
The gag and chains restraint,
All lay upon your conscience,
All of them you gave,
So now upon my death bed,
I curse you and your gifts to me,
These actions will weigh words,
For every slight been given,
Send you deeper down to Hell.