Filthy Helena

Giggles and smirks....
Unforgiveable,
Uncontainable.
But what's completely certain...
Is this tramp has marked her territory.
Concealing the very innocence in men, and draining them.
Filling them with mere temptation,
Filling their minds with lies, and regrets.
Tracing their paths with her unforgettable words,
Hunting more victims to sedce and destroy....
Filthy Helena
Taking what isn't rightfully hers,
Leaving lovers of the Game,
Confused,
Angry,
Heart broken.
Bed written into comatose fault of allusion....
Filthy Helena
Taken last drops of youth,
Tainting her own.
Marking herself a forsaken piece of rubbish,
Left to die once or twice,
Now the beast in her craves revenge,
And only so,
Will she fulfill that by the only strategy she clearly knows.
Taken pride,
Destroyed integrity.
Focusing on only what her deprived desires will let her,
Such confusion of her own.
Filthy Helena
Sure the agony you've put on them was mere insecurity?
Thoughts consume her,
Like that of rabies finding it's course to the mind.
Filthy Helena
Is her own victim,

If any of the readers happen to have the very name, Helena, I'm sorry I thought to use the name because I actually very much love this name. It isn't to insult those with the very name, and insult their actions. This piece was not written for that following fashion. So I apologize deeply