HIS VERSION. Part II

What did I do?
To deserve this
I was minding my own business
You said hello
And like a gentleman
I replied
I did not lead you on
Infact, if I remember
You talked to me first
You asked questions and
I answered them appropriately
I heard you were asking questions about me
I started getting suspicious
When I saw you at every function
You were at my engagement party
Your date was my best friend.
When did things start to go wrong?

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A letter was delivered
To my house
I was invited to a party
To a mansion
On the hills
I arrived
The place was empty
It felt eerie.
Then I saw you
Dressed in a devil red dinner dress
“Where are the other guests?” I asked
“It is just you and me.” You answered
I turned to leave
You run and blocked the door
Asked me to stay
Like a gentleman
I did abide by your wishes
We sat down to have dinner
You poured the wine
It was red just like blood
It was sweet to the tongue
As I drank you had that look
That devilish look
That is when it hit me
I know you
You are….

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I woke up in a strange room
It was dark and smelled sweet
I was alone
I tried to move
But I was tied to a bed.
You walked in
In a black dress
Looking like one of Satan’s demons
Your smile was innocent
You kissed me
Told me not to worry
If I cooperate I would be free before dawn
…………………………………………….

I am scared very scared
Somebody help me
Before tomorrow
That was when you
Cut a part of me
Put it in a plastic packet
Wrote a letter
To my sweetheart
And signed it with my blood

©thelma migue, 2010

From the cizoepoetry collection

Catch THE REASON Part III tomorrow...