Broken Angel

Broken Angel


Youre gone with the sin my darling, and beautiful you are. You’re gone with the sin my darling, complitly torn apart. You’re gone with the sin my darling....


I knew from the first time I saw him that he did not belong here. He was an angel crashed down unto this brutal earth only to be repeatedly abused by this cruel world and everyone in it. His soft nature and his unearthly beauty made him an easy target. The way he could not see anything bad in anyone caused his fall into the darkness where I found him.

It took years to get close to him; the abuse in his past had broken his trust leaving it in shards to small to hold against the brutality around him. Months for him not to run away when I got to close. Months until he gave me his name and years before he started to trust me and even longer until I could touch him without him panicking. But it was worth it, it was worth every day of waiting to gain his trust.

Than it happened, what would bring him to his knees again. He got brutally raped, and so badly beaten he could not even leave the safety of his apartment because of the fear of what lay outside. Everyday he fell deeper and deeper into his mind. In the end I could not reach him anymore. And I knew I hand to set him free, he was only suffering here.

The tiny room were clothed in darkness, the sound of silence deafening. He was sitting on the windowsill. His gaze fixed on the silver moon so high above. His pale face seemed so sad, always so sad. A quivering hand slowly raised and touched the cold surface of the glass. His fingertips seemed to reach for the moon, as if he tried to bring it closer to himself, making the silver face of the moon a part of his dying soul. As a silent revenge for all the unanswered questions and pleas. He was so far gone into his own world of tears and pain, that he did not even notice me entering the room. Quietly I walked over to him taking him into my arms, holding him close. I could feel the slight trembling of his cold body close to mine. Gently I pulled him up into my arms and carried him over to his bed.

His eyes meet mine. He was so lost, I’m not even sure he knows who I am anymore. I lay down beside him, pulling him once again closer to myself. Our lips softly touch; I will never grow tired of the feeling of his soft lips against mine. His fingers touch my chest softly grasping my shirt and pulling me even closer. His skin is warm against my hands as I let them explore the satin skin of his chest and stomach. My lips leave his and kiss their way down his jaw until I reach his ear. Stopping there to nibble on the earlobe lightly before I pull away a little to whisper in his ear “I will take you home now my darling, home where you belong and feel safe…” He whimpers lightly and brings me back for a soft kiss again. His lips taste like nothing I have ever tasted, like I have reached the stars. I can feel his body stiffen slightly as the blade cuts into his soft flesh, piercing his abdomen.

His eyes meet mine, the sadness gone. He smiles at me. One of those soft loving smiles that is so rare coming from him. A single tear fights it way from your sparkling eyes. My fingertips softly caress your ivory skin. Always so pale, and know as your crimson life slowly escapes you even more so. I know this had to happen as I hold you close to me. This world was too much for your abused soul to take, I’m not killing you, I’m not loosing my angel. I’m setting him free.

I hide my face in the crock of your neck. Breathing in the amazing sent that is you. The sent that I will always crave for, always long for. I can feel your breathing becoming more irregular and look up into your beautiful face. Leaning closer I claim your lips one last time. Those luscious lips that once was so red and warm. They are cold against mine know just like your soft skin against my hands. Your life is running out my darling. But you are not dying; you’re finally escaping this cruelty. Not dying. Your eyes meet mine once more and you smile to me. “I’m not leaving you for good my love, I will be waiting, forever for you my love”

You’re so beautiful my Shinya, so beautiful even now even when your life is running away. I smile and gently push away some of damp strands of your auburn hair. Your crimson drops of life are escaping and your heart is dying but not you, my love, not you. Our foreheads touch, I close my eyes as I feel tears threatening to escape. Your skin is cold and your chest has stopped rising. “How I love you my beautiful Shinya…” But I have not killed my love… I set him free…

I set him free