Looking up towards the sky
I hang up my arms
In the shape of a Jesus sacrifice
The symbol calls for help
Yet I see no white wings flying down
The situation deepens
As I still wait for white wings
To take my breath away
Rain falls now
Yet no response
I sit by my phone
Yet she hasnt called
Is she alive?
Is she dead?
Is she just a voice inside my head?
Hope is lost
I guess white wings are not showing up today
As the last rain drop hits the ground
Her ring appears on my phone
The storm is over
She is coming home
Drug free
No more suicide or deppressing thoughts
She will now be in my arms again
And no one will be able to take her away
The white wings have showed today
Once again taking my breath away
