Great raven wings swallowed the radiance
All about the room. Bloodied eyes stared out
Beneath the head of tousled soiled black.
Naked he spent hiding in the corner
With watching, frighten’ eyes. He spoke at last,
“I am the darkened angel named Kira.
"And your death is to come this very night.”
Hollow was his voice as he moved about
I kept my ground as he slithered closer.
“Why me?” I asked in a faint scared whisper.
“What have I done to receive the dark fate?”
“Evil is to become your precious heart.
"Do not tempt your fate, as you have no choice.
"Death is to become of you. Fear it not.”
The burnt wings opened up to consume me
All I have ever known and loved was lost.
Forever gone and never to be found,
My soul was not my own. Trepidation
Filled my scorched heart waking
To find the blackened wings apart of me.