A Woman's Scorn

She had enough.

Enough of no one believing her,

of no one taking her serious.

She was tired of all it.

She wanted to teach them a lesson.

And a lesson is what they got.

She hunted them down like the animals

she knew where they were.

They never saw her coming

with nails like daggers

and a hunger only tamed

by the consumption of their flesh.

The men that once used their tongues

to bruise her skin, now they choke on it.

Their pain gives her comfort,

because now they know how she felt.

They scream no, but she ignores them.

With each new body she carves,

âA womanâs scornâ