Bloody Dress

Blood, a red liquid from within the body.
You have it, I have it, we all have it.
But blood shed for no reason is just like
Tears cried over something you never wanted.
Blood is what you live by,
Tears are what you cry.
Bleed and cry both and you'll never spirtually die.
You'll live on forever,
Whether it be in the ground or in the sky.

She wore a bloody dress.
Her eyes were never dry.
No one could ever guess
That she would one day fly.
But she flew out of the ground,
To reunite with the ones she loved.
She never really understood,
But went to the way above.
No one missed her anymore,
For she was with them, once more.

Her scars had not healed,
Yet she was happy yet again.
Her love was never sealed,
For she opened it again,
Opened to her loved ones,
Never to go and close it again.
When she took off the bloody dress,
She was once again happy, selfless.

She faded into my arms,
Knowing I would do her no harm.
I would never break her,
Or cut through her scars.
She once knew a man,
And he had said to her:

"You're nothing but a piece of trash,
you dirty, rotten, fucking whore!
You'll never get anything but people like me
to rape you, slash you and harm you!
You'll never be truly loved,
because you're just a piece of shit!"

Though she fought back, he was still a dirty scumbag,
and I wish that I were there to make him pay for what he did to her.
She may have escaped, the victorious fighter, physically,
but he escaped, himself, victorious, as well, mentally.
But she would fight on, try to overcome it,
Though he was still after her, because he was ashamed.

But the man was wrong,
For this girl is a beauty,
And not just a normal beauty,
But a rare piece of gold,
Different from all,
Young and old.
No one can tell me different,
Because this girl is worth it.
No one else has what she has.
I can't see myself with anyone else, never.
I want to be with this girl forever.

The girl in the bloody dress trades it in,
And gets a new one, black and thin.
Her curves fit it perfectly, so soft and beautiful.
Her eyes shine when she looks at herself in the mirror.
I wrap my hands lovingly around her small waist,
Kiss her warm and beautifully amazing face,
Wait for a reply, get one dearly,
So, nothing is wrong, not this time, never again.

I sit on my bed, look up at her, smiling,
as she unzips her dress,
she looks at me and whispers 'do I impress?'
I nod, agreeing, and she softly pushes me down,
finishes taking her dress off,
and then lies on top of me, softly,
kisses my naked chest, hugging me lovingly.
I return the kiss and wrap my arms around her waist.
Her legs wrap around me, softly, and I move inside her,
and she screams in pleasure, as my seed explodes into her.

We have sex on the bed for about two hours,
but only stop when we hear a knock on the door.
'Do you think it's..." she asks me, calmly.
I nod. 'Let me check first,' I say and nod again.
She kisses my mouth one last time, before I head outside.

He is standing there and I must be victorious,
Or I'll never see my girl again, as beautiful as she is.
All of a sudden, I hear the crack of a whip,
And turn around to see her standing there with it,
it clasped tightly in her hand, slinging it,
playfully trying to make me smile.
I do so, and she walks forward, slowly.

Now dressed in tight leather pants and an open-blouse,
she runs over to her rapist, and strangles him to death,
even before he can say anything, she is slowly dicing his head off,
the whip cutting into his throat, making him gurgle,
falling to the ground, he breathes one last breath,
his head flopping to the ground, making a loud thud.

I walk forward to bring her back inside,
but she first raises her leg high,
and stomps his head until it crunches to the floor,
blood splashing everywhere, spreading on the ground,
making squishing and crunching noises,
one and two and three and four.
She then picks his head up off the ground,
what's left of it, that is,
and throws it across the street,
flinging blood all over the pavement. 

I kiss her on the lips, and she whispers to me:
"Didn't think I'd like to get my own revenge, did you?"
I shake my head. "Nah. I just wanted to get it myself.
That fucking bastard had what was coming for him."