PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

I remember darkened rooms

in darkened houses

darkened faces in the rain

tapping at my windowpane

and your face

eyes that cry a single tear

and a voice

that sings a prayer for me

the savior that I'll never be

wrapped in undying night

and morning dew

and a sinning angel's tragedy

shadows on the glass

grey morning sun

and your voice

that sings a prayer for me

angel that I'll never be

and you

a wilted flower

crucified god that saves no one

Sing a prayer for me

Pray for the suicide in a hotel bathtub

with bleeding wrists

reaching for a paradise lost

Pray for the tattered angel

the fallen

without remnants of wings

and you

the butterfly drowning in

a pool of rain

My faithless inspirations

and disillusioned muse

Sing a prayer

but no one hears