With the face only a mother could love,
yet she chose not to spare an ounce,
you emerge from a dark and murky palace
and enter the light from which you hide
only to be welcomed to the world in callous
fashion, seeing as you are a beast after all.
The one thing you seek in all this madness
is not death, destruction, greed, or hatred,
but love is all you need and are never given;
so these people, who embrace the light of day
and get on their knees to pray, are forgiven
while the dark consumes their hearts, not yours.
Autumn Siders 