Yesterday, I cursed your name

and hated you with all my heart

tried to kill though you’re not alive.

Fury engulfed me, ocean deep,

beneath the waves of poison

my soul dwelt and fed.

Scorn filled my lungs and rage

made my face twist in agony-

fists clenched, and eyes red.


Today I am on my knees

asking for forgiveness

it’s always been my weakness.

Shall I ever fight with devils

who rule my kingdom sacred?

And desecrate the good and pure?


The wind I can hear only,

he cares not for me, I know.

Shall I fight or shall I go?