Written tonight, January 15, 2008. You know the story.
Aching alone in the dark
Bitterness of the survival she has yet to face
Tears stream down the face of an angel
The wings clipped
By self guided claws
Once praying they'd found the safe ground
She'd always hoped she'd find
Still her soul wanders
Trampled and misguided
Numb to the suffering of her own heart
And the rain is falling
On the night of her final betrayal
Once again her hand held the empty promise
She suffocates on the air of lost faith
Suddenly she hears the screaming
The evil shouts of the night
And she keeps walking
Into the devastating unknown
Tuesday, January 15, 2008
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