The Dark Witch

The DARKNESS smiles upon these hands stained by the blood of masses, Taken by my own malevolence. The people I’ve SLAIN can never wash away. My childhood innocence fallen into the eternal abyss, UNREDEEMABLE by the radiance, And the love that once filled its existence in my long-forsaken life. While this feeling of BETRAYAL my mother endured during her rebirth, Only she knows the void swelling inside me. The ANGUISH that throbs as it stretches its roots far in the depths of my soul. While I gaze upon these palms, at these fingers that easily gripped countless lives and ENDED them. We both know... These hands... These crimson stains shall never be UNDONE...