His laugh echoing in the small dark room, Mocking her
he circles her, his eyes fiendish
She watches as his expressions turn from anger into amusement
the amusement which drives into her like a burning sword
Perspiration runs down her forehead, the drops running down her face,
her breaths so shallow, revealing the fear within
His eyes rest on the necklace.
the amusemnt gone, as questions remain
'where did u get this? '
her expression defensive, a wordless face
he gave it to me, her eyes say
he is long gone, are the words hanging in air
a wordless question both cannot bear
he repeats his words' where did you get this? '
when silence is all he got
he lunges forward, cold hand grasping
grasping the necklace, wrenchnig it away
a painless expression, a worless foe,
'He's gone' he laughs, his voice echoes, 'Now go'.
She turns and walks and leaves him alone
she whispers, she says words so torturing
that will haunt him to this day
'That's what you think. We'll see who gets the last laugh'
Broken heart emo
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/last-laugh-8/
