Blood and Lace

Anger seeps through the very darkened room
As the abhorrence and sorrow made this damned tomb
The torture and abuse became the beginning of this doom
And the death came all but too soon

Images of this anger flashed throughout this space
To prove how great of a danger it was to face
And on the floor lied a trail of blood and lace
That was where the hideous abuse has been traced

As to all the horror that lie inside
There was no place where the abused could hide
Because all of the hate and spite, the homicide
Might have well been enlisted with genocide

Yet the trail of blood and lace, just lie there on the floor
Reminiscing of the horrific abuse and abhor
That made this murderous tension soar
And made the horrific site seem yet adored

The room seemed like a deathly mark
As the trees outside sit with withering bark
And as the blood and lace seem to hark
The room just stands, disturbed in the dark

The anger leans on the remains of the walls
As the image of abuse seems to be stalled
Making the blood and lace want to crumble and fall
As the darkened room stands tall