Crimson Tears

He made her cry tonight
one shed tear gently falls
onto the silky white sheets
"this was the last time"
she said to herself
as her cheek swells up to show
the bright red mark of a handprint
scarring across her rosy cheek
she had, had enough
the torture had to end
no longer will he make her bleed
she would make sure
shakilly drawn to her neck
the blade makes its way
into her skin
the sheets are stained
the tear is hidden