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Trembling With Purpose


 

Trembling with purpose.

She’s vehement as fuck-

Which is surprising considering how she goes about talking

But have you ever seen her eyes- when she speaks-

You can tell she’s seconds away from sobbing

And then she recedes into her usual mumbles

But put her on a pedestal- I beg of you

I bet she’d say such truthful things- humanity would go insane with clarity.

And I wouldn’t give a damn- that passion is worth some madness

But look at those eyes- gleaming with venom.

Rightfully so.

And her ribcage shaking.

Trembling with purpose.

Trembling with purpose.

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