I started out life innocent and clean
then I heard the angel's scream
in the darkness of past nights
when tears fall from my pen an the demons
come and go but I refuse to fall
nightmare's play like tragic shows
lost in damnation memories are nothing more
than shadows of what could've been
driven down to bended knee
living here in the perpetual night
all that remains now is the pain and
than shadows of what could've been
I started out life innocent and clean
then I heard the angel's scream
~ D Donner ~
Nice Line!
"...when tears fall from my pen..." a nice way to be sorrowful as a poet - well said. u r missed - slc