MY pReCiOuS aNgElS

Drowning Myself In A Sea Of Depression,
Oceans of Self - Doubt With A Misguided Reflection,
I Fall Down Yearning Upon My Knees
For The Shadows Of More Divine Obstructed Me.

Cluttered Thoughts With Broken Illusions
Drive Me To The Point Of Utter Confusion
But Thankfully A Love Comes To Save My Days
To Take My Pain, Anger, And Confusion Away...

My Love That Takes Away My Strife
Brings My Dying Soul Back To Life...
Precious Angels With Hearts Of Gold
Has All My Love This Heart Can Hold...

Provide Me With Security And A Listening Ear,
With An Open Heart, They Dry My Tears...
My Angels of Love Type Upon A Computer Screen,
My Angels Merely Have Faces Let Along Their Wings.

*Heather M Craig*

heres the thing with this poem, it may be confusing but i met 2 people from this site, Aaron and Matt...and even though they are just friends from the computer, they are my best friends for i don't share what i have with them with anyone in real life. ~anyhow...thanks to Aaron and Matt for always being there!! I love you both!!!