There is always a dark side…
I’ll never understand the evil in my mind
No other soul like mine there is to find
Forgive me my sins if you aren’t afraid
Or shatter my glass slipper if you wish to forbade
I hang from my neck under life’s given tree
You decide whether there’s a chair under me
Song notes and chants that rant in my head
Memories bring torture and I roll upon the bed
Fate forces anything good that I’ve lost into my skin’s ugly pores
So I can see it bleed before me, and I can be punished ever more
Poison runs from the tips of my vixen fingers
Pain of things lost like lips upon razors that linger
Wailing at mistakes that I’ve caused my heart
Find another way to rip this terrified doll apart
Stab me again and prove my worth to the world
Dreams turned to nightmares for this wicked girl
Broken toys at the carnival, ride with me round and round
Like the fragments of my soul that float slowly to the ground
If I will ever see a new universe and a new day’s dawn
I have to forgive my own mistakes and move the pawn
In this chess game to save this woman’s twisted crown
Will she rise in new power, or will the evil within hold her to drown
Checkmate is called, and one side of her world bursts into flames
I wonder which side the evil queen is on, she may end burning in this little game
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