The angel
Her wings are red...
A slow dance
No fate, just chance...
A gold ring upon broken beads
Crumpled up papers on the floor...
I wish water tasted like the sun
So my insides could feel as bright...
Swooping down from His ebony throne
An endless valley of souls crying from His feet...
I spoke of ignorance
But also forgetting my place...
The gashes on my arm
Only symbols of my infestation...
Nobody looks at me
I feel invisible...
"Love you like a sister."
"We'll always be together."...
The tears stream down the windows
An opening for the soul...
The little girl inside
Whispers a song, a lie...
Have you changed so much
That you've forgotten me...