I am one of many, yet I am still alone, in my chosen path in this bleak universe that others call #life. I used to sit and wonder, dream actually, to whom I will end up sharing it with although now, after all the pain I have endured throughout my #life so far, it begs the question; that perhaps it is my destiny to live it alone? I watch as passers by walk past; clutching the hands of their beloved; a look on their faces that I have only expressed once. A look of utter devotion, love and passion. I experienced the full weight of that type of love long ago but before I knew it, it turned sour. My heart has darkened ever since, I have turned into a careless creature that loves to watch those who pushed me down suffer in the way they had made me. You see, I am one of many, I am an evil that was man made, cursed to live alone and bare witness to others happiness unfold. I stand now, in a dreadful state, with a bloodied dagger in my favoured hand and stare upon the destruction I have caused. Bodies piled in my wake, their eyes blank and #lifeless; their faces frozen in terror. Smiling, I lick my lips and spit out the bitter sweet taste left behind by Death himself. Taking a deep breath I unfold my charred wings and take to the sky, swallowed up by the darkness, leaving the chaos to rot on its own. Yes I was once a pitiful women forced to live in a mans world but not now, now I am one of many who have risen from the ashes to pursue their revenge. For I am what they call an avenging angel and you should heed my words with caution for if you see my face, perhaps at a sideways glance or a reflection in a near by window, I will come for you with a fury like no other. You are my last victim, the one who burned my heart and left my battered body alone. You are the lover that made me who I am, be proud.