Spiteful Sin

[dymed_angel]

"Upon this land of ash and waste,
 Level my soul and spin my fate.
 Raise me up, to this sky of red,
 And tell my tale of hate", she said.

I do not fear. I do not shy,
  Away from that which makes me cry.
  Present the truth of that you know,
  From my story, my hate shall show.

I cannot fathom of what she meant.
  This lady; how much angst she's spent.

Comments

[marilena_r]

Interesting poem. it has a fighting spirit!
And yes, the comment section is... cool I guess!

[dymed_angel]

Yeah, I don't know, it just came to me. That's usually how they do, I guess, lol.