Perplexed she drowned,
in the rues of her crimes.
Frisked for salvation,
raring for a ray of light.

She lost her dignity,
to attain superiority.
Suffered the countless distress,
from around the domain.

At the end she wished,
a lustful caprice.
Needing triumph living,
on the edge of avarice .

There she felt the distortion,
craving for sumptuous lifestyle.
The honorable purpose of her existence,
was never truly satisfied.

~ Isla