Saving Angel

Hello? Is that you,
my Saving Angel?
Is that you I see?
Are you real?
Or are you lost, just like me?
Tell me my angel,
if you are not a mirage,
Am I going insane?
Am I still me now, my Angel?

I used to know
exactly who i was,
but now my self-perception
is slowly being eaten away.
I feel so alone, and so confused.
My Saving Angel, please don't confirm what I already know.

I know that i am a spine-less coward.
Who cannot really stand up,
for what she believes.
So my Saving Angel,
I turned to you,
and yet I am still confused.

Perhaps I was wrong,
maybe you are not the last
bit of my sanity.
Maybe you really are a mirage.
So my Saving Angel,
are you really going to save me?
Or are you just going to let me be?
Are you going to let me seep,
in the self despair?

Please, My Saving Angel,
If you are really there,
hear my plea
and save me!

*This is another crappy poem by yours truly. This is also another poem i based off of a picture that I drew. It's actually a really cool picture, but that's besides the point...but because i like the picture so much, this one actually is gonna be Copyrighted.*

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