Dark Angel

by Likke.a.demon!   Oct 3, 2004


Dark Angel, her heart so torn,
that every night, she must mourn,
not a single soul knows her pain,
and when they ask, it's hard to explain,
She feels so useless and depressed,
A poor angel who's obsessed,
She cuts herself every night,
she doesn't know wrong from right,
she tries so hard to be happy and filled with joy,
She wants to kill herself,
so one night she took a knife from the kitchen shelf,
She slit her rists continuous times till' the blood wouldn't stop,
She drained her blood to one last drop,
When she couldn't breathe anymore,
her parents opened up the door,
And when they saw her lying there,
They couldn't help but just stop and stare,
She called her mother for some help cause she knew what she did was Wrong,
she sobbed, I thought I didn't belong,
Her father cried and cried and called the ambulance,
But the poor dark Angel..didn't have a chance...
And that night, she saw her parents one last glance.

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