Coward

I run; I run and hide,
From the demons deep inside.

I flee, and I don't look 'round,
For I'll see: blood stains the ground.

Shame for what I've done and said
Fills with monsters my young head.

I leave a dark and bloody wake;
I cannot look or I shall break.

I shall flee and I shall run
Until I chase down the black sun.

When I'm close to burning heat,
From agony I'll be released.

Guilt, regret, deep dark shame,
Coupled with unbearable pain.

Don't turn; you cannot see
What this all has done to me.

Am I an angel, one who's fallen?
Or am I a demon, like those within?

Am I a goddess? A kind, sweet queen?
Or am I a coward, never to be seen?