Bloodshed on the battlefields of your mind.
Love, is not revenge, for fucks sake!
To take a life
In your hands
Have that power, and
Strife between the battle of love and vengeance.
This is not love; it had been once.
A Lifetime ago.
Manifestation of something sinister.
No olive branch carried by the sincere dove.
“Ready for weeping?”
Aims of destruction; No mercy.
A God fallen.