My Downfall

Power and Control was my destiny, I rose from the bottom. Hoping to become more powerful than you could ever imagine. But you were my only hope of stopping my madness and hatred. My passion and love for you was my downfall, it was all for you. Now I clinch the remains of you, what have I done? Am I a disgrace, or a foul, for falling so low to you? I love you, but it seems, the same cannot be said for you. I killed to be with you, and let this blood be shed. A reminder that my rise to power, came with its loss. Let this loss be the the Dagger that I hold. A dagger of love, which these hands still clinch. A dagger which shall be the death of me, as it was to you.