BloodDrippedRose

Marie was never really born, for being 'put into' a woman and 'born' into a family. She was raised around an abusive father and a submissive mother. She only had her brother, Ragna to protect her, who also taught her who she really was. Ragna taught her and showed her that she was an Archangle, and protected her from their father. One night, their father was doing his normal beating and went to far on their mother, ending up killing her right in front of Marie and Ragna, as anyother 4 year old, Marie was sobbing for 'Mommy' to come back. After seeing that 'Dad' had killed his wife, he shot himself also right in front of the children. Ragna

~Marie~ Her silver eyes glared deep into my soul. Was she a monster or someone who would help us. No one knew. She wanted something that was sure. Our bodies trembled in fear as she took one of us one by one, no one knew where she took the other kids, but they never came back to the circle. There was one kid who looked like he was about to break, something about that boy, and how that one boy happened to by my brother, Rag-san or Ragna... We all knew he had some sort of problem, but the anger rising in his face as she got closer to me. ~Ragna~ She better not hurt my little Marie, she is all I have. I try and wrap my arms around her in comfor

tI just bleed away a thoughtless life, taking in a final breath, my body decays away into a mindless corpse who no one knew. But no less, I was forced to fight and loose an ongoing battle with myself, only to have both of us fade way into nothing but lightless, faded midnight stars. Why? For the sanctity?  For the Love? No, I was forced with an open wound that never healed, that only pushed me farther over the edge of my demise, only to see how much people never cared. So now I reside, underground, a bloodless, lifeless corpse, rooting away, no one thinks, or knows about this tragic story.

I give you strength even when I have none to spare, I hold this broken key for you, my dear to unlock the truth and the lies to set me free, only to see that you, my sweet have betrayed me, for a whore, a slut, who could not love you so. Because of you, I lie on this floor, bleeding and crying, how you broke my heart, because of you I reside in this coffin, breathless, lifeless, Are you proud now?

This blood I shed these tears I cried, why? Why did I fall so hard away from the helping reach? Have I fallen to deep? Who will save me from these demons that chase me, planning my murder for their own damned feast? Will I just grow old and I die here? Alone and afraid? Or will you actually come to save nothing but a helpless soul? Will you save me?

Am I losing myself? Or am I falling capture back into my old self? That one girl, who was always alone Fighting a battle Fighting herself. This war is on her life, She loses She dies, She is getting weak, She is starting to l fall again, Will she lose?

You found me, and bound me to this feeling of emptiness and regret, you ripped out my soul, taking it as your own, using it for your own evil plans to destroy me. You drugged me with this false hope that you force feed into my body. The longer I was there, the more you hurt me. By the time I saw you had ripped my heart out, only to sink your teeth into it, biting and killing it, only to toss it aside and rip out my stomach and my intestines, almost killing me. The last sight I saw was your smile as you wrapped your blood soaked hands around my tattered neck. "Goodbye" Was your last words to me as you twisted and pulled, leaving he headless co

Breathless Here, I lie, broken, hurt, shattered. All for you amusement, you wanted me for a toy, so you can watch someone break. You wanted to watch all my scars bleed, you wanted to watch me fade away into nothing but a shadow. Well, now I bleed with a broken heart, a shattered soul, and scars running through my body. I breath out my last, hopeless, waste of a breath… You stood watching me as I release that breath, laughing at my breathless body.

I bled out, from these cuts and scars, the slashes and stabs you gave me. Your whips, your chains, suffocating, cutting, hurting. I lie dead, breathless, bloodless, broken, cracked open as you use me for your enjoyment. My last remints of blood dripping from this chair you tied me too, the ropes still around my neck, the chains still on my hands. My last bit of blood…. Dripping away…

I fight, breaking, crying, these temptations. These blades, the razors, calling my name in a bitter sweet symphony. They want my blood, the succulent blood that flows through my veins, the red life giver that suddenly wants to kill me away. This symphony is getting to me..