About A Fallen Angel...

She came to me,
Beaten, bloody, and bruised.
Oh.My.God.
What happened?
Through split lips and broken teeth, a barely audible whisper escaped...
"They kept me from flying free, they kept saying they had to destroy an angel, they had to destroy something beautiful..."
And I watched a tear form in her almost swollen shut black and bruised eye.
She tried to speak again, so I leaned in closer, to try and catch the whisper...
With tears streaming from the corners of her eyes, to the corners of her mouth,
She slowly said..."They - They - They took -- my --wings..."
And she slowly turned around, to show me the two bloody stumps.
The stumps where her wings used to be..
It took everything in me to fight the tears.
"Come on, lets get you inside and cleaned up," and all she could do was nod.
I draped a blanket across her shoulder so she could get warm,
Then headed off to start her a hot bath.
Once I had the water ran, I helped her undress, then helped her in..
After she was in, I left her alone to relax, I was only gone for twenty minutes...
When I came to check on her, I found her face down in a pool of bloody water,
With my straight razor on the floor...
Why God? WHY?!
She knew she'd never survive, being confined to the ground...
So she did the only thing she could.
She took her own life that night.
I'm so sorry, angel.
I don't understand how people could destroy someone so beautiful.
How could they be so heartless?
I just pray she finds comfort and peace, wherever she goes...
At least she's not suffering anymore.
Rest in Paradise, my angel.
You'll be forever missed.
Gone, but never forgotten....