Dark Angel

The dark angel has me with in its claws.
It pulls me down into the deep dark abyss below.

I scream!
I kick!
I cry!

But on movement is made.
No sound it uttered.
And no tears fall from my eyes.
They do not even fill them.

The dark angel has me with in its grasp.
Its claws tear into me as a knife to butter.

Down, down,down.
My only thought are of you.
Of tomorrow, when I will see the sun again.

And feel it on my skin.
And feel you standing next to me.