Hidden in the shadows, always off to the side. She looks at me and I can’t help but only wonder why. My pain is not for her to know, though times I wish I could share, I feel my pain is for to much for her to ever bare. My life filled with so many difficult choices, and the wrongs that I have done. The life I chose to lead was never a really happy one. The friends I have had and the people I know have all been in deep pain. I try to take it all away and win at my little game. This angel has a deep secret that he always wishes to hide, the secret of the way he can make someone feel needed inside. Tuning them away from there pain he turns them from there darkest fate, but the pain has to go some were he can’t leave it to wander and hurt the mortal race. So unto himself this pain he draws and holds it within his life, turning from the ones that try to take it from him. He can’t let it back out into the world. His wings, once the most beautiful of fresh snow white have broken and bent and started to bleed though the blood black instead of red. Though he tries so many time his broken heart to mend, the pain he takes shapes the life he lives and the pain just never ends. The more he tries the more he knows that this is just not right he can not live with knowing that someone else begins to hurt. Turning his back the wings you now see for the first time in your life, you realize they look like they were gashed with dozens of knifes. Walking away he tries to keep his wings high in the air with pride, for this angel is proud of the life he lives saving many from suicide. With all this happening he still falls in love, though the pain he chooses not to share, for though she has been there through most of it all her pain is slowly moving to him, he refuses to let her share in his pain for the pain she has is almost to much to bare for her and he is still able to hold it all in. His secret life of pain has been building for years, and no other can feel it for he fears that the day that they feel all the pain deep inside and locked away is the day they will all be driven away.
Still no new ones.....
and that of corse is what i was made for!
You can't bear the weight of souls and still come out unscathed, sometimes you need to let someone else walk with you, to help you feel that pain, help you save lives.
pretty good dude.
baby i love you so much! and btw yes it does (responce to your comment on your poem)! baby i love you! i really do! and i like this poem to kittie! i like that you wrote a whole poem as a comment to my poem! i really like that kittie!
omg. This is amazing.God I swear if I only had this kind of talent.....damn.