Angel
 

Depressed, nose-bleed, crossed eyes
staring down on me
crushed lips, finger tips
brings me back
drugged persona, mix amonia
take a swallow of heaven
lie back, cigarette
dream of touching a cloud
stolen sunshine, razer blade
plundge in and watch it fade
scream out toxic waste
melt a mold to paste
fallen angel, death by dutch
sweep up the feathers
and watch them blow away

Sing out a being of light, of love
a one winged angel of lust
parted by passion and sweat
of blood and of tears
tear away your pain
hold close to a razer blade
sleep during the day
a fallen angel on it's way
following the light of the night
moon lit, with death in sight
crying out confessions of blood
walls tainted, fainted
in a heap of feathers

Nice work, thanks

there are no words to describe the emotion this piece conveys to me except that it is great

In my heart lies an image of a fallen angel, I must admit that this is somewhat opposite to my vision, but i must admit also, that this is equal to mine in many ways. thank you for expressing in words i would never have found.