To you, Lady Darkness

May this gift I present to you
Be memorable and welcome
May it be long lasting

I offer you this black rose

Not because I love you

Because I do not

It was not that I chose

It was because of you

For what you've wrought

Tempting me with passion
Crushing me thereafter
With lust fueled hate

For the man I am
Is colored by choices
All made with honor
My motives come also from reason

For this world that I believe in

And thoughts I might have

For whatever I do
In whatever fashion

Fails
So take this as a gift
From the depths of my being

I do not care for a reply

I am unable to linger

In your throne room

Surrounded by the sycophants and idiots

Who dared not lift a finger
To be honorable
To offer truth
Instead they figured

As a great help in my destruction
Your cold heart towards me is proof