All Mine

Fear, The brightest truth unveiled
All their nightmares are revealed
As they beg, they plea, they whine,
And I allow them their time.
They’re mine

Screams, that pierce the very night,
Here and now they’ll feel my might,
It’ll end only when I determine,
It’s my game, they know I’ll win,
They’re mine.

Peace, following this discipline,
I helped them to forgive their sin,
They’d thank me if only they could speak,
A laugh in the silence, my joyous peak,
They’re mine.

Sit, outside to breath the cold,
Now their tale can not be told
The fire to swallow every truth
And wash away my damning proof
All mine.

Poem by mary_shinka

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