A/N: Yet another poem written for my Deadly Sins project. This one, however, is related to Sweeney Todd. I mean, what better example to use then Mister Todd? : )
Wrath:
He
yearns for the blood of redemption,
to trickle down those
silver blades.
To watch the life fade from his eyes,
the
eyes of a man who stole his life.
It is vengeance
that his driven him to this perilous path,
a fury that has
blackened him deep inside.
No more does he think of his lost
daughter and wife,
for those thoughts have long been put
aside.
His sunken eyes gleam with malice against
his pale white cheeks,
Revealing those thoughts of a
madman,
His hair is an obsidian tangled mass of
cobwebs,
and his lips are curved into a flawlessly
malevolent leer.
Wrath has left an everlasting
mark on him,
for all he craves for now is deliverance,
and
until he finally earns his salvation,
he shall take the
lives in his service.