Your Guardian Angel

by AGirlWorthFightingFor   May 8, 2007


Watching from across the street
I see you walk alone
Your hands tucked inside your jacket
Can you feel that piece of yellow paper
I let you find?

Standing in the gutter
Blackened from the rain
Awkward lighting cuts across my pale features
Haggard appearance exaggerated,
by disheveled hair
A lack of sleep brought on by anxiety has
drawn dark circles under my eyes

You were out with the Christian girl again
who restores your soul back to yourself
but she's in love with someone else
the others don't deserve you

Approach the steps of your apartment complex
As though at the age of 23, you know
It will be the last place they will find you alive
Laugh at the thought, orchestrating the art of dying young

Enter room 209, already planning your escape
Another girl I wouldn't mind, you've had so many
It's the repugnant smell of alcohol
That forces me to keep my distance

Fall into a chair, and let a hand
Stroke back where your long black hair used to be
It still comes as a surprise to find it so well-groomed
A perfect imitation of your highschool memories
Glorified only after meeting me
and needing something to believe in

As you gaze up at the ceiling, the note is there,
to read or not, it's nothing really,
just a reminder that
"I will always be there looking after you,
but I'm not giving in this time".

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