Remorse

Guilt taking over,

On an endeavor to stoop low.

What evil to let grow?

Bloody hands her face cover,

With shame as she drown forever.

Her heart’s shallow,

Rules that she forgot to follow..

Revel’s repercussions that she couldn’t recover.

Like blotches of dirt,

Splashes of stains on skirt.

Sobbing she scrubbed,

As veil dropped.

Exposing hideous image,

As she stood on stage.