...aBanDoNed

My breaths are cut short. These black demonic butterflies run rampant through my insides. Fluttering around so violently sending me falling and crumbling to my knees. I'm tarnished, tainted. And left here, watched abondoned and alone reflecting in there feasting eyes. Cruel red demons radiating in the night. Waiting for my broken and bare fragile corpse. To show weakness. Vulnerability, waiting for the perfect moment to attack.