She That Embraced the Darkness In Her Veins

She That Embraced The Darkness In Her Veins With her mind not sick of dark devious games she opens dead doors, tossing in more painful blames in newly acquired realm, no mercy was real as darkness ate away, weeping heart to steal. She planted her black roses, her favorite crop Embracing hate masters, never going to stop. As her heart transformed to stone, sky fell away nights holding no moons and bright stars, only grey listening for wolves to howl and night owls hoot she pondered life and how deep her ancient roots. Garden wide, its radiant color darkest black She counted her evil chips, in multiple stacks. With heartache's deadliest weapon, she spared none as souls shattered, she would cry out, this is fun in heralded glory, she lit bigger fires lustily craving hotter funeral pyres. When nights got boring, her satanic eyes would blaze Out into waiting wild world, all hell she would raise. Robert J. Lindley, 8-02-2018 Rhyme, (Dark Oft Invades Broken Hearts) Note- The muse said, when darkness invades and the heart saddens and sinks write words from malevolent parades and pour us both much stiffer drinks!