The Darkest of Purple
An awakening
A fall
A rising
Here I am
I know not what to know
Still however, I do
Pushing back against it
Acceptance must be defeat
Punitive even
Still I do
Still I am
They know it
They see me
Yet hide me
Here I am
Naked but cloaked
Shamed in knowing
I see her
I know she knows me
She loves therefore I can too
She carefully considers death
Death of whom
Death of what
She comes
Not for me
Because of me
Because love
I have it
For my own