Written by: Jeanne du Plessis

I awaken to the sounds 
of the cries of my soul. 
I bury myself beneath 
the avalanche of torture 
and hurt.
I retreat to my palace 
of praise 
and worship.
I examine my thoughts, 
only to find them filled with your
passion for destruction.
Deceiving my perspective and insight.
You have abandoned your 
responsibilty and uty.
You have failed as a mentor, 
you have destroyed what could be.
You have forgotten me..