My Angel

I had an angel once, but it left me. My angel was the most beautiful angel I have ever seen. It's beauty on the inside matched the intense glow of it's radiance on the outside. When my angel smiled the stars in the sky turned red with envy, for nothing was could match the stunning glory of my angel. When my angel's light that shone upon me started to weaken, I knew it was the end. Not the end of the world or the end of my life, but the end of a miracle I knew wouldn't last. For those few moments you have your angel. Hold on tight. Don't let go no matter how weak you become. An angel comes around once in a life time. A life without an angel is like a candle without wax. Sure it will burn but will it last? A dense dark feeling feel upon my crest fallen body when my angel left. It was as if the rainbow that I had walked through the storm for had disappeared, leaving an empty grey sky that no one could find beautiful. All my angel had to do was touch me and my body was filled with life, passion, and joy. yet all my angel did was leave and my body filled with anguish, hate, and disappointment. My Angel guided me through the toughest of times, and left me with nothing. It wasn't an intentional murder, or a bloody one. It was a murder of something that means more then a body. It was the murder, of a soul. All the people who hurt me meant nothing when I was in my angel's arms. Now My angel is gone there is nothing to do but hope that one day, my angel will return. I beg of you, my angel, my sweet. Return to me, for without you, I have nothing left.

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