On the wings of a saint (dedicated to tristian)

by jamie ellen   Jul 22, 2005



My eyes are stained with sacrifice
My blood drips of shame I blame my self
For the life lost I blame my self
There’s no one else
I fell in love with an idea I fell in love when things became clear
Everything is now a blur I don’t know what to feel I’m numb
The innocent cry’s wake me up in the night
I wipe sleep from my eye's to be replaced with more tears
More sacrifice
I am still bleeding I will never forget the name
It was a part of me
I loved this baby I regret the shame
I can’t explain the joy
But now all I can manage is sorrow I let them go on the wings of a saint to be looked after never live through pain
I will dream every night of the happiness they gain
I don’t won’t to dwell on my loss I don’t want this dark shadow
But I’m torn inside bleeding every time I here a babies cry
A smile from my niece is a dagger in my heart a simple smell
And I’m lost am I selfish to feel this at the begging I was sure I didn’t want this
Now I’m so low I can’t find my way up I miss this life
This UN known character
To me it was much more then ever I would let on
A pure sole never born
Be happy live with the angels of purity and light until the time I meet
You my baby and stare into you angelic face I won’t be complete
On the wings of a saint you are free you my angel my love my baby

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  • 18 years ago

    by Joyce Duboise

    aaawww,that poem is so sad!but well written