Angel

I miss him so much,
He was my life,
My world,
My everything.
And now he’s no longer here,
The scars still remind me,
He was real.

I need him,
My only weakness is him.
I lay on my knees,
Praying at every waking moment,
With the slightest glimmer of hope,
That i’ll get him back
Someway….
Somehow….

My fate is to spend the rest of my life,
Every waking moment,
Waiting for my last,
Hoping that my suffering will end.

My hair,
Of a flowing, jet black
Ruby red lips
Skin-pale as snow
And eyes….ice blue, brighter than a cloudless sky.
Some may call these characteristics as angelic,
I would call them demoniacal,
My eyes compulsive,
My lips like fire,
And my skin cold to the touch.

My shirt ripped and covered by my tears of blood.
My skinnies black , torn and ripped.

I don’t deserve these wings,
These perfect lustrous feathers that flutter carelessly.
My right-wing,
Mostly gone and dripping with blood.
I don’t care about myself anymore
I just need him back,
Back in my life and back in my heart,
Knowing he’s mine.

Some people may call me an angel,
I call myself a demon,
A freak of nature,
Damned to walk the earth alone,
For all of eternity,
Endured with nothing but suffering and pain.

Angel

jinxx1998

Joined January 2012

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