Flowers of the bloodied lake

Blooming in an early dawn
i see its pleasures
i see its blood running down the lake
as it looks down on its mirror flesh
to brush upon it's lovely embrace
i see it's measures
i see it,s prey
a lovely maiden of no face
as she comes near
she picks the flower's crawling flesh
she sees the blood
she runs away
but wait, it is to late
the flower won
it ate her skin
it claimed her now
as it bit by bit consumed her whole
and when her bones remained alone
it's true form it showed
a god like creature of beautiful skin
yet within it was only a monster
with nothing else
but it's cannibal instinct
of flesh and blood and everything with it
with a slight smile
it took hold of her soul and form
i ran away and realized that this monster has become me and myself alone