Ruth Lennox

Angel Of Death - Poem by Ruth Lennox

She roams unbidden
She dreams unabbetted
She is the light, the power
The Being
She holds the secret of what
We are seeing
She hides behind secrets
Behind undisturbed walls
She wanders silently
Down these decript halls
Her thoughts-
They flow
Her body surrounded
By an unearthly glow
She is but a dream
That happens to be real
An angel of death
Searching for her next meal
Her iris' they show
The people of this world
That she is anything but
Another normal girl
But she hides herself
Behind coonversation
Shying away
From indepth observation
Afraid of them seeing
What she really is
Afraid of betraying herself
With a simple kiss
And she doesn't understand
Why she's terrified
Afraid of this simple land
She's sick of being petrified
So she'll hide
Under the bed
Let their voices
Slide over her head
Ignore them all
Praying they're dead
Avoiding them all
Clearing her head
And one day she'll see
This is how
Everything was meant to be
She'll just accept it
But until then she'll wait
And finally she'll see
That the only thing she's
Truly terrified of-
Is that which she cannot see.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, April 8, 2006

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