Vengeful Raven
Some people feel the need to be unhappy.
They roam the real world dissatisfied and angry and hateful and vengeful.
Raven visits her fantasy world every evening when death rattles her windows
And she suffocates inside.
She does not want to die, but she is dead inside. Nothing is working, but her gun.
She carries her gun for protection from the horrors of her childhood.
Hatred is her only reality.
There is never a way to recover what has been lost.
So little time to make this unbearable life whole again.
Walking among the dead gives her a sense of power and justice. The underground can smell
It and do not like it.
The air is filled with misery, yet she can breathe better her than in her real world.
She gets so alone sometimes that it just makes sense to her.
Raven is a soldier. Her body is her temple, her bunker where she can run for cover.
She gets mean at the obscene. Takes risks and lashes out.
The darkness is her friend. Her solitude.
Her time to take back what has been stolen from her. Her soul.
She decides if death is so scary then life can't be that bad.
Among the Dead Contest by Kristen Bruni
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