Deranged Bride
| In a dark, secluded, dilapidated room A deranged bride was left by her groom With shackles clasped in both her hands Shards are strewn where she stands. She laughs, screams, and then bursts into a wail As blood oozes slowly on her veil. With gritted teeth, she cries out in pain. caused by the bruises from her chain. Sweat messes up her once perfect tress Clots stain her white wedding dress. She tries to pluck each cluttered red And gently clustered it on that filthy bed. On a witching hour, when the moon shines bright Still, in her place shines no light. It's dark, like a pit where light has shun In front of her rises a headless nun. She screams at what she sees. And feels the trembling of her knees After a few moments, she feels beguiled. Then she smiles and cackles like a child. Word Count: 147 words Line Count: 20 lines Image Credit: Twitter |
