I always find it difficult.
To talk,
To explain,
To make you understand.

everything i've loved, i've lost.

He stand alone by the river
With his broken wings
Head bowed in shame
Tears carving its way through his face
Crying in the agony
With clothes tattered and knees scraped
Bruises and scars covering his visage
Blood splashing in water
In darken heaven
Seeing his own reflection
Soul wounded by rejection
Growing cold, sulking within
Drowning in river of own sin
No longer able to fly
Not completely
But losing his angelic side
Against his will
Unleashing his devil side
Blamed by fiend
Betrayed by loved ones
Who didn't even took time to know
In spite of being loyal
Destroyed and ignored
Now good person in him is lost
What you see a man in disguise
Is a devil
But remember that devil was once an angel

I met a dancer once
She looked at me with her twinkling eyes
ready as a bird for her flight
She moved swiftly
like water reaching the shore
She came to me and asked
if I'll catch her when she falls
but she is so elegant with what she does
how could she ever fall?
'Sometimes, it happens J. Now wait for my call'
she moved gracefully
destroyed imaginary barriers
Kicked her demons away
I met her out of luck.
She then danced to the beat of my words