Angel In a Dream.

In the darkness I am yet again a shadow
I fail to be seen
I drift around like a curtain in the wind
Like the angel in a dream

And in the silence I sit
Praising every little sound
I sit quietly listening
In the darkness, Im not found

In this darkness, I am one;
One with the sight
One with the shadows
And one with the night

I am one person,
Yet I am many things
I am the fear to a child
Which the darkness brings

I am the relief to some
And the stress to others
I am the reason children
Run pleading to their mothers

And in some sense, I bring them together
And others I tear them apart
For what has become of my darkness
Was once in my lost heart

The sound that my heart wanted to hear
And which it wanted to express
Was none the less the broken pieces
Screaming out in distress

"Spare my from thy wrath,
I am thy humble heart,
Here to serve you forever
And in mind, be thy art."

But again I am the darkness
And hear not these pleas
I am the darkness ever more
I ignore the screams.

For what has become of me is darkness
And that will never change
You can see it in my eyes if you look
My soul's been rearranged.

I am not evil, but I am not good
I am not anything but me
A shadow to the evil, the veil to the good
An angel without her wings.

So...in the darkness I am yet again a shadow
I fail to be seen
I drift around like a curtain in the wind
Like the angel in a dream

By: Amber
Thanks for reading. Kind of a dark write. A different side of me I didn't know I had til recently.
Thanks
~*~Amber~*~