Penitence

Sweet, her breath; gold, her hair

Mouth so red, skin so fair

Eyes ablaze; deep, her stare

Proving stories she could share

Silent sickness knits her brows

As she curtsy's, as she bows

She was born an actor

The audience her factor

Losing wish and losing stealth

Losing want and losing health

Finding that each labored breath

Mocked her bodies need of death

Feet are tied; hands are bound

Screaming pain; unbroken sound

Not one fear as she left the ground

For the sea and blissfully drowned