Thumb tucked safe, my hand flies forward
Impacting, flesh slowly crumbling
Bones crunching, this shooting star has
Reached arrest. My solemn wishes
History, my need for stillness
Lost to me, now that I have bowed,
Have fallen, from my pedestal
Of distaste. The blood that has died for
The first time, is pulsing red with
Life and dreams. This cursed being,
Monstrosity, nothing more than a
Human boy, who thought that I was
His new toy, has broken me is
Broken now. And I too, broken,
Beyond repair, our fallen dreams are
Mingling now, my freedom lost to
A blinding burst, I have inherited his curse.