It wasn't a coincidence they chose her
It wasn't fated either
Like a shark
these demons surrounded her
understood her
defined her
and attacked
when they knew every
part of her.

They destroyed something
they could not understand
could not appreciate
could not love.
And all that was left was
after the flaming passion
died down.

But she, 
she fought
till it didn't matter anymore.
As she allowed them
to steal her soul away,
she left with but a smile
she thought the monsters had died with her
but oh, was she wrong;

and when people remembered her
she was the coward, 
the one who ran away.
They didn't understand her sacrifice
or her pain.