I feel a shadow over my head
it makes my body feel of lead.
Every day it gets worse still
it has total control of my will.
Dark things are put in my head
they make it hard to get out of bed.
Soon I feel I will give in
then the shadow will finally win.
Today there is no one around
but I hear a cutting sound.
On the floor my body is laid
In my hand a bloody blade.
This shadow is in control
the essence of my life it has stole.
I watch as my blood begins to settle
and I can't look away form the cold metal.
With effort to the mirror I go up
only one glance makes me throw up.
Now I am afraid to be alone
every time the cut is deeper to the bone.
My loved ones don't see it at all
only one knows of my fall.
A person who my life and heart I trust
which I feel much more than lust.
This shadow over me
please do not let it be.
I think I know who it does resemble
but the thought makes me tremble.
It is a person who this pain brought
for this person owns my feelings and thought.
It is the person who I never wish to go
my beautiful and amazing Angelico.