Immortal

by Elise   Oct 14, 2004


I’m so tired of being here
All I do is cry.
And one of my greatest fear
Is that I’ll never die

My wings turned black
When they use to be white
You always held me back
Every, single, night.

You always haunt my mind
You don’t leave me alone.
If only I could find
The way to my gravestone.

My blood that comes from my wrist
Is running down your grave.
If only I could have one last kiss
Considering everything that I gave.

Im not suppose to be happy
Because I’m a Fallen Angel.
This is the way it’s suppose to be
Isn’t it just wonderful ?

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  • 19 years ago

    by Sinister Soire

    i seem to know a few fallen angels. keep writing, keep writing

  • 20 years ago

    by Sinister Soire

    i like this but theres something i dont like that i cant quite figure out

  • 20 years ago

    by Stef

    A one! I cannot believe you got a one! This poem is amazing, good job. Loved it, I'm giving you five!!!