'No'
The path she chose, was the path she walked With each passing step, she felt she was mocked The night was cold, as cold as ice Her heart skipped a beat, as she remembered the cries She cut and she bled, and he trembled in fear Her eyes rolled skywards, with the whispers hard to hear Her gaze was bare, as bare as the night Her blood tricked down, as the moon shone bright There he stood, as dead as a desert Her voice was loud, a voice to assert "Enough" she said, with the sharpness of thunder For she was done, covering his blunder Her eyes met his, as it stared into his soul The deep dark within, was all set to maul Respect is a request, if not a demand And "No" is the answer, if not a command.