It was her desolate eyes
That held curtains of fine silk,
Gazing upon the demolition
That had once been a ruthless society.
With shattered glass;
B r o k e n m i r r o r s.
Splintered hopes of clueless people.
D e s t r u c t i o n.
The time-
-has ceased
desires broken-
- fragments of families.
Soft whispers, barely audible
Footsteps on gravel
Forgotten love and kindness
Conflict among friends
H a t e.
Don't forget me
The fingers upon your skin
Ghost words on your lips
My soul still rests
I am not your downfall
You've buried your own graves
Remember my threats
My distant words of revenge.
Remember me
Daughter of Death
Shall your helpless souls
Perish in neglected agony.
For all you've done.
