Fallen Angels 2/17/1998
Fallen angel
broken halo
shattered pieces
at my door
you tried to save me
take me away from my silent war
but I fight my own battles
carry my heart in armor
scared from falling from my pedastool
into the deep waters of my soul
I wrestle with emotion
I don’t understand my devotion to perfection
I got lost off the path
to my freedom
on a road bound to tomorrow
stopped to pick wildflowers
and remember my days
before my pain
looking back I’m stronger
I’ve gained knowledge
amd I’ll follow the path back home
Notes:
WtF? Apparently I was a little obsessed with angels.