A poem about a crazed woman.
This is the story
This is a story of which I'll tell,
of a woman who has gone
to hell.
The man
She was of good virtue,
to which I know.
But she meet this man,
and let them go.
Abuse
He used her,
abused her.
And when he was through.
It was only than she realized
his love was un-true.
The Knife
She took a knife,
held it to his head.
Said make me your wife!
Or you'll be dead!
Jail
Alone in jail,
Is where she stayed.
With bugs and roaches,
Is where she laid.
The Noose
She made a noose
and tightened it tight,
Wrapped around the ceiling pipe.
She jumped with all her might.
The Note
The next day they found her,
hung and dead.
There was a letter,
found by her bed.
What it said.
I loved you,
worshipped you
and you tossed me away.
I sent you to hell,
to my dismay.
Final Redemption
Death for you was not enough,
being in jail is just a bluff.
I am coming to get you
and haunt you so.
I will see you in hell!
And never let you go!
