Voodoo Doll

by BEJohnson   Feb 8, 2020


Blood drips from her mouths corners
Pricks dive deep down in her backside.
Her tiny body shudders with screams
She can't run away, no where to hide.

Her arms drag on the floors cold surface
Foot prints become imprinted on her dress.
She can't speak, mouth is stitched shut
To the Heavens- help she can't distress.

Needles stab her innocent lifeless body
As her owners hate for one grows more.
Screaming he throws this abused doll
Against the wooden dirt covered floor.

One single crystal crimson like droplet
Escapes this beautiful dolls blue eyes.
She's falling apart at every single seam
Muffled screams, her desolated cries.

Pain is inflicted upon her open wounds
The blood soaking in becoming stains.
A voodoo doll made out of an angel
Deaths taunt is making her go insane.

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