Chapter 2 - Words of a Tortured Angel
Submitted June 27, 2009 Updated December 17, 2010 Status Complete | These are the poems that I made.
Category:
Miscellaneous |
Chapter 2 - Words of a Tortured Angel
Chapter 2 - Words of a Tortured Angel
Some people in this world are cold and dark,
They come and go and break my heart.
They ignore me like I'm not even real,
Do they know how I really feel?
Some people in this world brings me down,
I'm lost, and I doubt that I would be found.
I want everyone to like me and know who I am,
I try hard to acheave that plain.
My adversaries wouldn't last ONE DAY in my life
They wouldn't even care if I die.
Why do I feel so alone?
Even when I'm at home
I'm not sure why I'm still alive
I feel like I should just die.
I even wonder if anyone would cry
I would kill myself and no one would know why.
The feelings I get are cold and dark
They come and go and break my heart.
I hate the feelings and hate the world
Living the life of a girl.
The feeling of being alone
The hate of coming home
The thoughts of why I live
Thinking I have nothing to give.
I want to put the pain away
No one would care anyway.
They woludn't cry no flower at my grave
My life and memories are nothing to be saved.
I'm more of a "Miracle Worker" than anything else,
But having a miracle of my own is something I have not felt.
Angel wings are suppose to stay
But mine seemed to have faded away
My deeds seem bad and my heart feels cold
No one here, no one to hold
I have more things than what some people possess
But all of that, I cannot rest
How can I get my Angel Wings?
To relieve all the bad things.
My adversaries don't know how I really feel
"Just faking a smile, no big deal."
They also don't know that they caused these things
They made me lose my Angel Wings!
Life is hard to mingle
These are the words of a Tortured Angel.
They come and go and break my heart.
They ignore me like I'm not even real,
Do they know how I really feel?
Some people in this world brings me down,
I'm lost, and I doubt that I would be found.
I want everyone to like me and know who I am,
I try hard to acheave that plain.
My adversaries wouldn't last ONE DAY in my life
They wouldn't even care if I die.
Why do I feel so alone?
Even when I'm at home
I'm not sure why I'm still alive
I feel like I should just die.
I even wonder if anyone would cry
I would kill myself and no one would know why.
The feelings I get are cold and dark
They come and go and break my heart.
I hate the feelings and hate the world
Living the life of a girl.
The feeling of being alone
The hate of coming home
The thoughts of why I live
Thinking I have nothing to give.
I want to put the pain away
No one would care anyway.
They woludn't cry no flower at my grave
My life and memories are nothing to be saved.
I'm more of a "Miracle Worker" than anything else,
But having a miracle of my own is something I have not felt.
Angel wings are suppose to stay
But mine seemed to have faded away
My deeds seem bad and my heart feels cold
No one here, no one to hold
I have more things than what some people possess
But all of that, I cannot rest
How can I get my Angel Wings?
To relieve all the bad things.
My adversaries don't know how I really feel
"Just faking a smile, no big deal."
They also don't know that they caused these things
They made me lose my Angel Wings!
Life is hard to mingle
These are the words of a Tortured Angel.
Comments
You are not authorized to comment here. Your must be registered and logged in to comment