I had a dream about a strange man named Lucifer but went by Lucy. It just bloomed from there.
I should’ve figured it would end like this, so why does it still hurt? And those eyes, they were staring at me! White and wide. I was trembling, gasping, crying for death, but Death had a better place to be.
My hair flipped into my eye and stuck to my blood-drenched forehead. Too many people waltz every day, waltz with the devil.
This ominous night had stars watching my torture, the slight moon was laughing at me, and the clouds tried to be a heavenly mother and cover their eyes. The wind whispered hate in my blue ears.
But there was another kind of darkness, it came from my own eyes, and that’s when light faded.