Demon Angel

The sky grows dark,
except for the pale silhouette
of a being coming from
Heaven.
You glide down directly next to my body.
I can feel how cold you are
without even touching you.
As you fold your black, bloodywings against your bare back,
you hold out your hand,inviting me
with your red eyes
to take it
.I grab your hand,
 so cold,
 and begin walking,
right before my eyes
 everything changes.
I see us,
torturing innocent souls,
killing the angels that threw you out of heaven.
So much blood.
So much pain.
So much
Death.
 “Stay with me.” I whisper.
“I will. Forever and always.” you say,
as more images flash through my mind.
Death is all I see,
Death is the reason you’re here.
You want to kill,
mutilate,
torture people
like I do.
I kill myself.
Coming back a demon angel.
Like you.
In each other’s embrace.
We watch the world burn,
together.