the sin
By scarlas29
another bad day- stacked on the ladder. the ladder of her life, a life she does not lead- for a life she would lead, her happiness glowed from with in, some time ago. the darkness gouged her deep in, it destroyed her. so unhappy, no smiles- for all she claimed, deep with in her now shattered- stolen by the SIN. the sin that corrupted- that darkened her soul. never the same will she be- clear it became on a foggy, cloudy night; when the demons danced- their dimples shined of evil. following and pouncing, the prey gave in... she cried to the lord- take me far from here. torn were her fantasies- as her innocence disappeared. the morning after- the depression began. her body was empty- torn was her gift. the gift she could of waited to give, but cruelly it was taken- no consent given. and days wear on- slowly, she gives in. not holy enough? she'd question. where was my lord, he forgot me? her face clouds over- unhappiness bursts from within. lost and confused, sadness will stay- someday it'll cost her, she'll be taken away. her own lost confusion- of her self-worth, the destroyer of her being.first off, this is NOT a TRUE story. tell me how it is, be critical. Written December 28th, 2001 © on Dec 28 2001 10:56 AM PST 0 • 9
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