"A Fallen Angel"

The infinite shadows
for weakness she creep
holding no
self preservation.

The abomination of her
Conscience lies the keys
to self mortification.

The devilish liquid creeps
Close to her face
her cracked lips
part their ways.

Hoping to be rid, of all the pain
from memories, time again.

Emptiness from her soul and heart lie
entrapped by all tempeatation.

Unable to think of all the lies
looking to her children
and god for sanction.