One Last Time

didn't you hear,

understand,

while we knelt,

fear pressed,

like fingertips,

into the curves of our spines,

with,

your hands reflected in our eyes.

the room remained silent

as we begged,

screamed,

with our minds numb,

looking through empty eyes to see

cracks in the mirror

contorting the picture (once perfect)

of you to reveal a

twisted,

wicked,

thing.

our fate.

didn't you see us

hands intertwined.

my warmth against her's,

a barrier of ice.

didn't you realise,

as they approached your door,

as you sat there, sipping your tea

in victory.

i have defied you.

one.

last.

time.