Never shall I fall on my knees
Following his rules
Praying, begging, for mercy and peace
Mercy is for fools
I make my way all by myself
But I'm never alone
My friends and foes line up behind me
Praising the work I did on my own
A "righteous man"? Try "weakened soul".
As I grind thee to the ground
I am feared, I am strong
Respected by all around
Call me a demon, call me a witch
I've known it the whole time
Just know that your God is weaker than I
Remember that faith is mine.
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Pixi's Poems
PoetryThis is a book of poems that I've written, embracing all different emotions I feel. A lot of these poems are dark, and it may be triggering for others to read. Poetry is one of my safe-places, and I would like to share it with you <3 TW// SH, S...
