My Poetry Collection

You Will Bow

Do not be deceived by her looks,

The innocent face of a harmless girl,

Hides the wrath of a thousand seas,

Fear that perfect face,

Eyes black as her soul,

And her lips red as blood she spilt,

Those painted lips and pretty eyes,

Draw you into her web of lies,

Those flawless hands pull you close,

And embrace you with her knife at your throat,

You can try to resist,

But you efforts will fail

And as she will grin

Dampening your dying wails

That sickening smile is the last thing you'll see

Before she allows you death's sweet release

For do you know who she is?

She is pain

She is darkness

She is power

And you will kneel, eventually

They all end up bowing down

To the Queen