It began here...

I dislike what i’ve become..
Thrown into the very ditches of darkness..
Tempted into every form of evil..
Perfecting it as an art form..
Mistress of deceit.
You are shameless!
Cry tears of blood..
For your loss of righteousness
Weep until your eyes become drier than the deserts of Africa.
Hold your head in grief.
Your heart has turned to impenetrable stone.
Woe be to you!
Mistress of deceit, you are despicable!
Even the scavengers of the sand and water have more honour than you!
You are disgraced!
Tainted is your name.
Cry, mistress, cry tears of blood,
for your loss of righteousness.
Wallow alone in your prison of horror,
For none other than yourself hath cast you there.