Cry of A Raped Nymph

There she ran
Through the silent woods and gallows of pain
Raped and feeble
Stars, stared into her eyes
Her only confidants
Reason dies
Sadness prevails
Shame lingers
Realms were in hyper-motion through her blood red eyes
Zeitgeist was unfaithful to her
Banshee helpless
Now she wanted to fly
To the valley where she was bathed
With sins of others
On her own she will fight
That chill down her spine
Englowing her like stars in her hair
Fuelling her with vines of energy
Draped in fear and loath
Scraped with blood and loneliness
The day came closer and closer
When the sun wanted to kiss her forehead
And make God proud of His creations
An enigma that will be..
An agony to cry upon..
An ode to sing..