Destiny

Once I walked down a path that was dark and treacherous. 
That path was overgrown with deceit and thievery. 
The thorns of delusion were laced with vile poison.
I carried this cross with a mighty burden of shame a tow.
You placed upon me guilt that was not mine.
Your legacy is one of despair and I will not share it with you.
I will not carry on in this twisted plot to ruin innocent lives. 
Your evil will stop with me. 
As a result I wear these scars. 
At least no one else will have to suffer as I did. 
I control my destiny now.

(Written by Amy E. McCoy 6-5-13)