the death of an angel.

my life. my death. my eyes burn like embers in the wind, my perfect world lay before me in a pool of blood. time is passing fast yet it feels like forever has passed in a minute. the breath of a demon grazes across the back of my neck, eyes of enmity beaming through my skull. my hair acts like a canvas to my bleeding collar, draining gores of blood from my head ind into a puddle on the cardinal floor. the world turns piceous before im spinning through a passage that opened in the ground before my very feet. my life left me within the blink of my eyes, the same unatural colour as that of an amber. i crumple instantaneously to the floor with flames like towers rising everywhere above me, leaving me in a cage of inferno. i trmble upwards to try and find my family in this world of ghastly crimson with no escape and no way out, i struggle but struggling makes me weaker, with every second my wings break down and collapse. i am to weak. my life. my death.