Crimsin touch

This poem doesn't rhyme:

Washes his hands in a gastation bathroom,
His body is cleansed with her innocents

Looked in the mirror,
He's not the same anymore
He has stolen all that she has had left,
His identity has changed completely

So cold heated,
to only bring more pain into her life
Didn't understand what she was going through,
He didn't realize that she was a run away from her old life
Left everything behind,
To start over new
But had only gotten worse,

She is slowly fading
into..
the...
Darkness

He comes back for more,
she screams in the silence
no one to help her once again,
Finally time passes,
and she slips into
Nothing
Another day comes.