It's my way!

Bruised head and Hands full of rashes. In the room of darkness, She stand still austere. Captivating luminous intensity   And the hollow throne. Imprisoned by the evilness she raised her head for Him.  There was a glistening spot tried and tried; stretched at length She raised her hands above the blues Suddenly, a florescent ray emits  All the redness turned into the  Shining colors of rainbow.