The Victim

This poem is about "Agony as the Grim Reaper."

The Victim

Agony fills the vacancy
Preforming its brutal and endless dance

It swallows her hollow mind
Consumes her empty heart

The pain paralyzes her thoughts
She's now a puppet
Bowing down to the suffering it inflicts

She conforms to every blow made
Confirming even the slightest control it has over her

Suddenly, the battle ends
Agony celebrates yet another victory,
As it watches another victim that now lies in their new wooden safe haven