Winter Snow

The snow.....
White pure and dark red with my essence of life spilling...
As I stand here watching over the trees and the animals...
I see the humans cutting them down each chop of the axe is a jolt to my heart..
But I do not judge them because humans are evil by heart......
As I see them killing the animals this forest, I have created...
I feel this weird feeling this this hatred creeping into my heart...
I am transforming into a thing that do not balance life and death anymore...
I only give death.....
As the humans are fleeing for their life's they are asking why...
Why God are you testing us..
I the forest spirit blinded with rage only gives them one answer...
Death......
After the rage subsides I feel empty, not pure by heart anymore...
The essence that are spilling are darker now....
I feel the hatred seeping trough my bones and flesh and I know I have chosed wrong....
I feel betrayed, betrayed by the creator himself....
As I hit the ground I see wings, great wings of perhaps an Angel?
Then only darkness are for me, my dying breath manages one word before it's lost forever....
Forgive....

Written by Mybrokenwings