Fallen.

 and the devil seeps in right quick. 
a line dims and identity disappears. 

sleep now but forget, true is impossible. 

kaleidoscope memories fall apart and fade into a separate world. 
a world of fierce loyalty, and honest opinion. a world where only one is found.

but fear gnaws at a timid heart. and a courage unnecessary prior, is called upon and the result of her actions serve as a perfect testimony of her endless mistakes. 
but now she stands, surrounded by broken angels and heartless rebels looking to her to take the first step.

they circle her, a constant reminder of what she could easily become. ostracized maybe. unhappy? most likely. and yet, the intoxicating smell of false freedom clouds her mind and she is left limp. Losing herself, while a deceiving image tells the world she has been found. 

and she continues on until the collapse. she disappears entirely from the frame of her old acquaintances and life. she arises from the darkness. 

she underestimated the result of her actions. she underestimated the reach of her wingspan. 

but a helpless heart and a stumbling step speak a different story.
a new figure.
a new spirit. 
and yet she hates it. 

she hates the unsparing knowledge, she hates her now natural tendencies  she hates who she has become. 
but now she must fight this battle alone.

-AJM

P.S. dont freak out- this is not about meh ;)