Her
whole life has been filled with disdain
she wraps herself in the
night like a cloak
with nothing to lose and nothing to
gain
letting her soul turn black like a cloud of smoke
She
lets herself be one with the night
the light of the moon is her
only companion
everyone else leaves her to seek the light
her
soul of depth as deep as a canyon
With nothing to lose she
drops to the floor
letting everything that binds her slip away
the
good thoughts only make her crave more
but the passion she once
had has been taken away
She bleeds and breathes like a newborn
child
Lie to her and convince her that she's been sick forever
She
holds her head to keep it from going wild
Maybe all of this will
make sense when she gets better
The light she sees in the
mirror are the promise lands
and she won't let her wings turn to
dust
the angel she'll become will want to hold his hand
but was
it really love, or was it just lust??