In shadows deep, where darkness intertwines,
A sonnet forged in violent, bitter lines.
Whispers of turmoil, an anguished tale,
Where destinies clash, emotions frail.
Beneath the crimson hues of vengeful sky,
Passions collide, and harmony does die.
A symphony of chaos, screams untold,
In violent ends, a story unfolds.
Fate's cruel jest, a tragic dance,
A sonnet born of conflict's sharp lance.
Echoes of tumult linger, hauntingly near,
In the aftermath, where silence sears.
Violent ends inscribed in rhymes of pain,
A sonnet etched with scars that still remain.
