Which gods do defend thee now?
won't they cart you away instead
into the trash bin where you belong?
all you have ever done
is drip blood, blood and more blood
when your teeth you have sharpened
like the teeth of a voracious shark
but that's nothing.... in comparison
to hell's darkness here
I wove your destruction
yes.... fabric by fabric
your doomsday, a tapestry
I meticulously designed
.... in the hands of my shrine
you are chained in judgement's throe
on my sacred altar
you are sacrificed for your crimes
for you awaited your prey privily
pouncing on the vulnerable
and the unsuspecting
I don't understand, you say,
you mean.... You don't know
why I have come to you
a goddess of vengeance?
it is to rip your heart off of its chambers
the way you did mine
then leave it bleeding and raw
........ the way you left mine
"Are you weeping like a baby now?"
hahahaha... But you were a lion
menacing, roaring, oppressing
now I see you bare your cowardice
as you beg for mercy, pity.... beg
but karma is deaf and won't hear
for you must kiss the dust.... by my own hands
"...it is your apocalypses"
A poem written by me.
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Thank you for stopping by my neighbourhood.
