The words come raining down
and flood the whole place,
Panic rises from the ground
and blocks every way,
They all get carried away
but I am stuck in here,
Listening to threats
Your self-praise cries of fear,
Your portrait hanging from the wall
your forcing me to look,
enslaving every soul,
can't see your crown is crooked,
Is this a nightmare
or a real life fairy tale,
Are you the witch
or a bitter queen in decay,
Whose still worshipping you
who's still believing your lies,
The only thing I see
is the devil in your eyes,
Guarding your lost soul
like a rotten piece of flesh,
Noone will come save you
no one hears your cries for help,
The only thing they're seeing
is your triumphant eulogy,
You will never see your worth
you've lost your dignity
This tale ends in darkness
A soul forlorn in the woods,
People chasing her
with torches and black hoods,
Evil will never win
Or keep up with the fight,
Darkness always fades
With the first beams of light.
-Gen Y Writer
