#thewoman
ANGEL!*
Angel of the dark,
My night is lone-ly
-and I'm distended,
still find me comely?
Our world's upended.
Such a pressure
pres-sure of pain
Where is Lion?
I miss his mane.
ANGEL!
Angel of the dark,
Spirit of night
holder of the mark.
Such a pressure
pressure of the pain.
Long dead my lion...
-no comfort-ting
ANGEL!
Angel of the dark,
ANGEL!
Angel of the dark,
Invite no pressure here
take away my pain.
Only a child soon
-only a name.
ANGEL!
Angel of the dark!
ANGEL!
Angel of the dark!
SPIRIT OF NIGHT
i l l u m i n t a t e d mark.
LONG DEAD MY LION
fall away my heart,
-still I have you angel...
MY ANGEL OF THE DARK!
-still I have you angel...
*My Angel of the dark.
Feb 1, 2018
Feb 1, 2018 at 10:54 PM UTC
She lives with her '70s condescending mom,
And her Gods are nonbelievers.
She sulks, swears 'n spits in air
Squandering in profound style
As she wears plaid shirts to
Jimmy Choos,
"feeds her cat, eats her dog",
Keeps a job, quits on true love,
Flirts in no faith with
the guys in the gym,
overlooks men at the bar,
Smiles at the kid in the park,
Laughs at celebrities' mishap,
Sleeps to Indie pop Rock
post two whisky shots.
But hey, she's too far from
any breakdown.
Jun 5, 2014
Jun 5, 2014 at 7:01 AM UTC