Her whole life has been filled with disdain

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??