Bruised Angel
I saw the beast A s I squeezed my eyes shut And prayed silently for the millionth time That I was in a nightmare. They said he was a male of my kind Made me doubt myself for a moment, For I am a kind...of white wings and halos. I picked up what I had left..clawed and in shreds The blood I touched was mine, I realized. They said it was my fault I shouldn't have worn my pretty red dress, It showed too much of my femininity. Shouldn't have walked alone They forgot about my crushed soul Chose not to remember, Demons had no place where angels walked. My pink fortress had been raided And I was left with nothing But myself and determination, To heal and rebuild my Queendom. When justice was denied me, With my sore hands and weak feet I polished my diamonds and sparkled again, For a diamond can barely be broken Nor a Queen conquered.