Bruised Angel

I saw the beast 

As 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.