Leona's Sonnet

He is bitter and cruel,
She sweet and kind,
He makes her a fool,
Cruelty outside her mind.
She's used
While his laughter fills the room.
She's abused,
As his evil grins darken the gloom.
Bright green eyes,
Pale creamy skin,
Cannot reflect the lies,
Protect her from his sins.
She lets out a torn cry,
As her soul slowly dies