Fallen Angel

His wings have fallen
His eyes are pale
His body is lifeless
limp and frail

His wrists are bloody
His clothes are stained
His lings are empty
Breathless and pained

All was broken
All was lost
And now his life
Will be the cost

What could be done?
What could undo?
The terrible despair
That no one knew

Now here lies a boy
Who's life became hell
Now here lies an angel
Who already fell

With a razor in hand
And wrists cut deep
Our angel has drifted
Into endless sleep...