Senta Scott's blog: "My Poems"

My inner demons

and the endless blackness of evil

Fear

Hate

and ugliness

Everything I had been taught to despise

Are the things that I transformed into strength

for my survival

The absolute truths

that was depended upon for creation

Became opposites

and changed me

Molded me

into something I hated

But had to embrace

Sadness all consuming

surmounted with the hopes and dreams of all

weighs heavily on my soul

hand in hand with regret for the generations having to bear witness

of my pain

Love and hate 

become one

to fullfill destiny

and complete the plan.

By-

Senta Scott