She was truly awake
Only when she bled
Her inner demons rattled
Aroused by the deep red tears

Birds caw with hatred as the blood drips from her skin
Circling around as she drops to her knees

Long, sticky tongues brush her cheeks
Thousands of tiny legs
Skittering upwards
Through the fog of her mind

A bird caws from afar
Teasing her
With sounds of a promise
Yet to be broken

Creatures come
Greedily suckling from the corners of her eyes
Crawling across the cracked walls
Of her mind
Clawing to destroy her anguished thoughts

She hears wings flapping
Swooping down
Birds
Speaking to her with cries of mercy
Knowing in death
She would nourish those
She had once destroyed

Pecking, scratching
Ravishing her broken body
Tearing her insides apart

If you looked down
Your eyes might capture  
A speck of new joy
Her soul no longer filled with hate
Devastation torn away

Lonely bones
Free from concern
Lying in wait
For a mouth full of jagged teeth
Perhaps a wolf
To devour her
Finish her off
Whenever he gets the urge

She lies lifeless
Peaceful
Soul cleansed
She is prepared to nourish another
Like never before