I'm a song stuck on repeat
A broken record
Always looking for answers
Feeling broken and lost
Tired of waiting for time to do its job
Stuck on repeat
looking for a skip button
So I can have a happy ending too
Tired of playing life's victim
just don't know how to find my way back to the lighted path
I'm a song on repeat
repeating all the things that are wrong
Repeating all the cries for help
Stuck in a ravine with no way out
No one to hold the other end of a rope to get out
Hearing all the same things echoing around me
Everyone is rushing about avoiding eye contact
Like they are afraid of what I have to say
Afraid of what they may see in my eyes
Can't find the right answers
Stuck on repeat

I hold you in my arms
I carry the burden
Of your
Weight,
Life,
Limp,
My arms are heavy,
But I will not falter
I will like a scaffold
Hold you up above
The floor, so not to
Fall
Stumble
Carry,
You the distance
I am
Tearful.
Crying,
Sobbing,
I do not realise
They have taken him,
From my weighted grasp
"My Boy"
"My Boy"
"My Boy"
Is all that is heard through
A rain shower of tears

"What is his name sir"

"I cant answer him"

Then Breath reaches my expired lungs,
"What if this was my boy"
Only playing then the
"Brutality"
Of war rained down,
And he was still,
This could have been
"My"
"Boy"
I couldn't save this child,
What happens when the
Rain falls and tries to take
"My child"
Will I run fast enough
Will I crumble
Will I falter and Fall
My boy is my world,
When a world has gone to war...

You felt like a
Slug,
Upon my naked skin,
Leaving a
Trail,
Wanting to wash you
Off my
Pores,
Flesh,
Skin,
But I cant you seeped within,
"Violated"
The stench of you permeates me,
I ***** uncontrolled,
You are that which I despise
You
Are
Me  
This isn't the way I was meant to
Feel,
Violated,
By the sight and touch of me.

I sat there, as all surrounded me,
All had their part
Each spoke in a tone,
Belittling,
Smearing,
Criticizing,
All surrounded me
Like a circle of hate,
Each word that they
Leaked,
Scratched,
Scarred,
My thoughts inside my mind,
Each was different,
Each word I rejected,
But they wanted more
Mind,
Thought,
Individuality,
My ears bled, as they penetrate
Further in,
Consuming me
It was me or them,
A fractured landscape
Each emotion was a war zone,
On every front
Victories,
Loses,
Laughter,
As they were walking closer
I will never surrender my mind to
Hate,
Fear,
Madness,
And then there was silence
"Had I won"
Were those that surrounded me
Cleansed,
I walked, the mirror close at hand
I saw my face,
"Relief"
It was me, but a reflection
I saw me in the chair
no,
No,
NO,
We stood around our body screaming
"Let me in"
Surrounded by others wanting the
Key @===<
So their voices
Would be heard within.

They were my angels
They flew to forgive their
Sins
Immorality
Guilt
That had been a burden
But as there wings spread
Cleansed,
Relief,
Joy,
Screamed from their lungs
As there transgressions
Were wiped a soul clean,
Then their souls free
Let their bodies hit the floor,
The paper gave me a name
"Fallen Angel"
"As if I was a sin"
I had cleansed many before
So much to be done,
I knew of them
Planned it, souls freed
Some resisted,
"But all fall before me"
Adam
&
Eve
They will be cleansed,
A child Is pure,
There wings white from birth,
But those
Who transgress
Will fly,
***** before they fly
Wings open purified
Before,
Their bodies hit the floor
I cleanse sin
But they have found me
Called me by name
Fallen Angel,
I smile
As I jump
For I have cleansed the many
But I am a fallen angel,
Screaming
I am now cleansed
As my body hits the floor  
I was the fallen angel now still on the ground below.

When the love is gone,
you feel all alone.
The spread of cold through your veins,
where once before a fire flamed and raged.
Numbs your soul and douses the fire.
You sit reflecting on what once was,
only to realise that love goes on.
On to higher ground.
On to higher realms.
On to greater things.