She has a darkness within her

Untamed and unmanaged.

One thinks he holds the key

Burning his hand when it is used.

Consecrated by the belief in her will

She is both temptation, and the unrelenting.

A force that you wish you could tame

But know you cannot.

She spreads silence like seeds

To people that she believes are untrue.

There are no tears inside of her

She only weeps for the truth.

The darkness within her is consuming

Only the good in her.