by annonymous

               She crawled through a mirror darkly
             wrists bleeding from the shards
             She curls upon the cold, dank, floor
             a soul full of marrs and scars

             "All I wish is peace" she cried
             into the shadows of the room
             "And came heeding your call to me
             seeking solace within this tomb"

             She sits up slowly, staring out
             her eyes red and swollen
             A woman of chaos and contridiction
             her spirit from her stolen

             "Understanding was not for me"
             she whispered in the dark
             "that world held but pity and shame
             for a girl that bore this mark"

             "Maddness is my cross to bear
             a stigmata from which I bleed
             Perhaps I am just sociatial fodder
             born from a mutant seed"

             Again she laid her head to the floor
             and closed her weary eyes
             As the shadows drew her last breath
             and watched the little one die