I will always escape
She, much like a broken glass
leaves people battered, frustrated broken
attaching herself to people as insecure as she is
hoping to find her next victim
She like a grenade
effects those around her
leaving nothing behind but debrie and dust
She like a snake
constricts her victim until there is nothing left
I will never fall in her hands
I will never find my way in her grasp again
broken, bloody, and bruised
I will always fight my way out