A BEASTLY SOUL: A VICTIM'S LAMENT BY BHENGU SS

Oh Devil, don't my screams haunt you? 
Echoing throughout your soul's deepest hollows.
The pleasure you've taken, was it worth the pain?
A trophy to be displayed or a shame to stain? 
Do you dream of me some nights? 
My agony, a beacon of fright. 
Have I shaken you to your core? 
With my screams, your heart now sore. 
You've corrupted my sight, my world, 
My soul, now a tragedy unfurled. 
The sun's touch, a torture most foul, 
A reminder of your deed's recoil. 
You are a storm of destruction's rain, 
A tempest of anguish, left to remain. 
Oh Devil, may my words stay true, 
For a beastly soul shall never undo.


© bhengu ss