Her Superman

A girl lost in the hands of fate,
her world crumbling, her skin breaking with every hit of the whip.

The blood splattering everywhere,
every hit getting worse by the minute.

Blood is pouring from her veins,
her vision blurred, a man laughing in satisfaction.

Would he leave her numb on the floor?
Would he finish her off now or wait till she can feel again?

Her fingertips scratching at the wood floor,
her tears forming a puddle, the red sea coming out from under her.

The waves of nausea creeping up on her,
laying so still, crying so silently.

Her world is coming to an end and no one is there to save her.

Where is her superman on this cold, dark, and empty night?