You played the part,
Acted like an angel,
always standing at my side.
I knew you like I knew myself.
Shows what a mortal can know.
The safe hands where I would rest my head,
at the base of your feet,
now appear to be hooves.
The eyes I sought kindness from,
leave only questions and pain.
You are not an angel,
not my salvation,
you are my damnation.
My slip into the world of the vampire.
Not the idea,
but the metaphor.
Someone who cannot survive without taking,
from another, then making them doubt themselves.
I refuse your hand.
I find hope inside of me,
I remember my roots.
I know from where I came.
A goddess twice removed,
but I will not disappear.
My smile is here on my face,
the knife in my back gone,
it has turned on you.
You only want thing, till you have them.
Want me all you want.
You'll never have me again.
I am above you,
I am once again a goddess,
while you're hooves and black eyes,
can only watch me.
Wing around my body, imperfect as it might be.
I am beautiful,
without you!
