Bam bam! One fist after the other. Pow pow! One too many hits.
It seems like she will never escape this prison of "love". Her heart has been smashed to the ground and broke like a glass bottle that's been left shattered on the road of her life.
With pieces everywhere, it's impossible to pick up even the smallest ones.
He shoves her to the ground with all his "love".
She falls over the pieces of her broken heart.
She bleeds from the pieces as they gash through her bruised skin.
Red; The color that expresses love...but also is implied to anger...and blood.....
She no longer has true love nor a voice to reach for help.
The only choice she has is to die, but die with him.
So even through death she can't escape...There is no way out
Through life......or through death....