I lay back and watch the most beautiful scarlet stream
It was like my angel had crafted the most perfect dream
The life rushed out of her body as quickly as it had once poured in
It didn’t take much her body had become much too thin
She closed her eyes to stop the spinning
She knew this is what everyone wanted, so she was the one winning.

This was mine, it was all for me, my beautiful nightmare
She was surrounded by her own blood, and she wondered if anyone would really care
As if in some sick nightmare she was there, on her knees trying to hold the pieces of me together
She refused to let go, no matter the struggle, her touch was as light as a feather
Her pulse was faint, all she could feel was warm arms holding her scarlett wrists to her chest
The look on her face, it was hazy but panic was evident, she tried to reassure her it was for the best
As her pulse slowed to almost nonexistent, a smile appeared across her pale lips
Angels had come for her darkness kissed, taking her into her eternal rest

She held the shell of what once held her whole world, crying over her, pleading
She held so tight her nails dug into her flesh and she began bleeding
Soon it was so quiet you could hear the sound of her heart breaking in her chest
She couldn’t let go, how could she lay her baby to rest?
She stays frozen in place, she grabbed her phone but her fingers wouldn’t let her dial
She lost her whole world, and now she had lost her only reason to smile.