From the Sky

From the sky,
Not using the wings,
The wings she gave you.
Not trying,
With no hope.
Falling,
Down,
From the sky,
Headfirst,
The water,
No splash,
Graceful and unbelievably beautiful,
Even in suicide.
(Though no eyes see)
Not slowing,
Through the blood red water.
Not breathing.
No other life.
She was the last.

Suspended,
Silence,
Forevermore,
She was the last.

Something I wrote last year. I'm not religious and not trying to offend anyone, BTW. It's basically about
the last angel to ever live. Nothing else is supposed to be alive, not even like bacteria and junk. Like after
a devastating battle or something, I don't really know. I like it.