Slight Deciet

the worst sin is the breath
that holds those words
the sadness that is absent
from where you look down at me

i am not ashamed
i will not bow
i will not bend
you will never control me

night may come
and day again
but patience i have
for you~ all eternity

those words are the sin
the air a breathe
of plague upon me
but i will not fall
under your influence
into the intoxication
of you poison



its angry yes, but can anyone guess woh its directed at. . .