Last night I saw an angel
With two strong hands, wrapped around her neck
Her porcelain skin started to turn blue
As her seemingly glass eyes shattered to pieces
All I could do is sit there and watch
As the blood spilled from her rose petal lips
I stared in awe, watching this beautiful disaster
I could not turn away, but I did not try to save her.
I watched this dark shadow of a man, pluck each and
Every feather from her angelic wings, until she was bare.
This vision was breath taking, watching his teeth pierce her flesh
As he bit into her breast, she screamed out for help…
And there I was, with a blank expression on my face
So intrigued by what I was seeing.
It was gravely provocative; my heart was racing, as I bit my bottom lip
Should I have tried to stop him? Maybe.
But instead, I helped him eat her.