Crimson colored lips stain a pale and sickened face
Upon her heart is the word ‘disgrace’
Shunned for her sins, loved for her flaws
Loved in a sense of voice, but her physical form unleashes claws
Eyes are like dagger, harsh against her skin
Too many judgemental stares, too many wonder where she has been
Fighting a battle within she tried to walk tall.
Making herself false promises about how it would get better, how she could end it all.
All the pain and suffering, all the hate and rage.
But what kind of fool believes they could break a steel cage?
Steel does not bend, nor does it break.
She should have stayed silent, she should have kept low for her own sake.
But she spoke up, seared by her own pain.
Now the truth was unleashed, and it left a cruel blood stain.
Not her own blood, but that of an old friend.
She’d never forgive herself for not being there for him in the end.
The last words whispered were that of a fight.
Echoing like screams all through the night….
That one moment changed it all.
She lost her wings and was destined to fall.