All those angels like me with broken wings,
Shed tears and all goodness along,
And the emptied heart soothes the wickedness
To move in and in, deep in.
Smooth petaled skin turns scales, sharp
Dry, dark and aches and aches,
And then I realize it's the monster inside me protruding out.
Ravens take flights, doves dead on earth rotting
Loathsome obnoxious odor of drying blood and rotting bones,
Moan protruding out of me.
Wriggled in affliction but I'd torment myself,
I am done with enough.
I hid behind curtains trying to cut my veins,
I ripped and dropped on floor to see if that's real blood,
Yes! It was real blood, it flooded out
Like immensely tormented prisoners.
I saw my face on the fluid spilled red
It was a grotesque burned face,
My agitation didn't change me,
Only anger conquered.
I'm cursed when wings broke,
I can't fly anymore,
My flight ended here.
I lose! I am defeated of hopes,
I lie besides me buried in the grave,
And the butterflies dead on my walls,
The wings freak and break.
Now I know I didn't turn into an angel again,
I'm a ****** monstrous maim.

Monsters are innocent,
Hatred is just the pain sunken in blood of angels,
Flickered in flame and stink oozed out,
Enormous evil ashes spread,
Now the eye watches on me always,
I've been beaten, bruised broken and destroyed,
Threatened to a suicidal death,
I am a MONSTER,
Can't resist this anymore.
I'm just desperate to **** myself out of sins,
Desperate to look into the hollow depth of my dark heart.