X My God x

by ...~WinglessAngel~...   Nov 16, 2005


Left out in the cold,
Walking in the rain for hours,
Thinking about my life,
The life I've been imprisoned to endure.

The tears roll down my cheeks,
The thoughts circle in my head,
My heart is breaking into pieces,
My cuts sting from where they have bled.

No-one to hear my screams,
No-one to care,
Everyone looking straight through me,
No-one with time to spare.

My depression creeping up on me,
The darkness now all around me,
No hand to hold onto,
My wings crumble away, no longer free.

Seem to be going blind,
I can't see the light,
The light that I so long for,
To surround me and help me regain my sight.

My sight of sanity,
My sight of Love,
Both seem so distant,
No help or guidance from above.

My god, please help me,
This last and final time,
Guide me and save me,
Or take this depraved life of mine.

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