Dark Moon’s Portent

what manner of fiend are you
to have willingly chosen
so desolate
a path?
just as the lion
claws its way back from the depths
so, too,
will the iniquities of your heart
be brought to light.
you do not even try
to understand!
you have drowned in your trauma
and have forgotten your will
and now
your misdeeds roar into the night sky,
demanding justice.
hear these words,
pathetic weed;
the day will come
when your heart
can no longer bear the weight
of your deception
and shadow
and it will cost you

i cannot bring myself to pray,
even for mercy.
there shall be no compassion
in your judgement.


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