In somber resolve
Where she perished and dissolved
Disheveled and dismembered
For the poor souls to recall
With one passing thought
I crumbled, grief stricken and distraught
All for her greater good
Far beyond, what is tame and understood
Scorn
Wields her dominance, like an iron saber
Thrust in me, so I may gush and savor
Where will I turn in the wisps of madness?
Cursed and deranged, somber and breathless
Never to attain
What was, blissfully insane
