Blood, red hot like fury, burning through her skin
Metal piercing not just her flesh, but her entire being
A single tear drips from her eye, cold, as if she were already dead
She wants to wrap her hands around her body
She wants to feel her warm skin, to tell herself she's still there
But the only warmth is that of the blood seeping from her veins
Draining out of her and onto the hard floor
And she seeps with it
She is no longer there
YOU ARE READING
If Her Sister Asked Her To Be
PoetryMukuro Ikusaba was alone. Junko Enoshima was not. Character: Ikusaba Mukuro Fandom: Danganronpa: Trigger Happy Havoc Warning: Canon-Typical Violence, Spoilers, Major Character Death, Angst, Implied Manipulation
