Cry for the broken wings
Of a dying angel who sings,
Cause while you're sleeping
This fading angel is weeping,
He breaks in teary eyes
Waiting for his own demise
And bleeds more every day
As he feels it slip away...
His once beautiful white clothes
Turned to black and no one knows
That he's changed because of them
All their lies were killing him...
His loving feeling turned to hate,
He can't be saved now, it's too late...
His shining aura turned to spikes
Now he's someone no one likes:
A demon born from your filthy lies,
A lost soul that screams and cries...
**Note: Won second place at a poetry contest on this website =) Hope you like it!**