I am a fallen angel.
Taken down by those among me,
And fearful of the demons that live under the surface of the clouds.
For they could break my wings again.
And they would.
I have taken a step down from grace,
Into a forsaken place,
From which I cannot tell light from dark.
Right now I need hope.
Even a spark.
I am left here to drown in my emotions,
In my thoughts and feelings.
My wings will not move.
I am tied down.
But I have a halo.
It keeps me from the evils,
And the sorrows.
So I can be happy for another tomorrow.
I am going through a really quite emotional and confusing time right now, and I am writing what I feel and what I need, and what everyone feels and needs, when in desperate times.