Binded

A scarlet trickle down her soft white back.
The pain deep into her soul.
The chains that holds her back
are rusty and ever old.
They pierce into her flesh and made her scream
In days and nights, she dare not dream.
An angel of wings clipped and tied,
She has long forgotten how to fight.
The pain she has is so intensethat all in all it makes no sense.
White light, red hot flashes and cold drenched hands....
as the ghosts of yesterday cuffed her to a stone white fence.
Fly my angel, I set you free......as with my love,
I shall erase those memories.
With me, you shall forever stay.
As my heart is yours for eternity.