The destroyed me...

Looser

It was a fight of wit,a fight she had to win,a hell she had to survive..

Her eyes were red,bleeding,her limbs torn apart..

Yet the sword in her hands moved as she walked forward..

She had forged a path of death,she had washed her body with blood..

Her eyes gone,heart shattered..

She had to reach him,who stood in the other side ..

And she did..

She became a killing machine,a heartless monster..

To protect the one she held in heart..

Yet when she reached,she looked around,only to see him happy,with someone else in his arms ..

The moment she had waited,for eons to come,came,and with it came her heart's end..

When he picked up that sword carved by her,and drove it in her chest..

She looked at herself and laughed..

At least he was safe..

At least he was happy..

For that she can be the looser