My little angel

She'd walk late at night
through the candle lit light
she walked wearing lace
and into a place
called heaven

rope mark still on her throat
her mum stood there in her long black coat
but she didn't cry
for my
little angel in heaven

they said it was stress
but it wasn't she was a mess
she didn't talk to anyone
she often thought of using a gun
to get to heaven

my little Angel in heaven
killed herself times seven
and all you did was stand there
and touch her beautiful dark hair
shes my little angel in heaven