If you open your eyes,
And gaze them upon her,
You will see her dark wings.
Wings that hide her face,
cold and comforting,
they are her protection.
The world is too dangerous for her,
as her wings guide her on the right path.
They are a symbol of a life of emptiness,
that she left behind.
If you look up, you will see her gliding into the clouds.
With thunder and lightening as her friends.
Her black hair blowing and dancing in the hot breeze.
Her green eyes blaze with power and pierce your soul.
She remembers being a mortal, a normal shy teenage girl.
With dark secrets, and a blade.
That carried her to a different place, one where she would be alright.
One slice, turned into many.
Consuming her, and taking control of her, like an addiction.
Her heartbreak, didn't help.
She lost the part of her that blossoms her happiness.
Hand holding, eyes locking, loving...
She still remembers her brown-green eyed lover.
But she made mistakes, broke his heart.
And he left her, finding the girl of his dreams and ignoring the dark-haired woman he'd known for what felt like eternity.
A tear runs down her cold cheek, snaps out of her trance.
And the Dark Angel flies off into the clouds.
