The change in life so dark in the light,
But the change in life begin to call heaven so bright.
I an angel the good work as it proclaims,
And make good change if heaven and hell stay the same.
Like life fading when the grim reaper sings,
Or happiness lost upon the bells that ring,
The love around me always dims so quick,
Yet changes are mine to control and prevent.
But even when change starts to happen again,
And all the whispers come back in the end,
I know that happiness will always regain,
A connection that shall forever be a new friend.
So though the change may hurt and slowly die,
The life that holds the pain that always seems to fly.
Apr 2
Apr 2, 2026 at 1:14 PM UTC
The change in life so dark in the light,
But the change in life begin to call heaven so bright.
I an angel the good work as it proclaims,
And make good change if heaven and hell stay the same.
Like life fading when the grim reaper sings,
Or happiness lost upon the bells that ring,
The love around me always dims so quick,
Yet changes are mine to control and prevent.
But even when change starts to happen again,
And all the whispers come back in the end,
I know that happiness will always regain,
A connection that shall forever be a new friend.
So though the change may hurt and slowly die,
The life that holds the pain that always seems to fly.
I literally wrote this in the middle of my ELA class
