• Fallen angel

    A silent fall from grace
    My wounds cry under the lace
    painted in red of true pain
    In a pool of truth where i lay.

    I suld turn this world
    into sanity of cruel
    To weak to stand
    And unable to find His hand.

    Abandoned to the wake of a smile
    Unable to find teh denial
    That i have been saved
    And the words have never been said.

    I have broken
    said a prayer but choked on it
    Took hold of the rail
    When i fell.

    I was forsaked
    To a life of condemned
    Because I felt a sin
    Plucking at my heart mend.

    I push myself off the cocrete
    To see disapproving eyes look down on me
    Just to see how far I fell
    From Heaven to Hell.

    I fell to thsi world
    To find I'm just as cruel
    Sin addiction
    To every now and then.

    I disobeyed the rules of The One
    And took interest in how to run
    Away from myself
    Not addmiting to help.

    I see the rain is red
    A reflection of the words not said
    Upsetting balance to weary walks
    Good thing all doors have locks.

    A perfect picture of the Arch
    Standing visible in the dark
    An abstract note to P.S. I'm Dying
    Compared to the sinning.

    Main factor of touch
    That no one find lust
    You shouldn't see my sins
    Or else my heart might stop beating again.

    I have broken
    Said a prayer and choked on it
    Fell form the right hand
    Too damned.