I walk alone in the moonlight.
I hear the cries of a small child.
I followed the sound.
And there i saw him.
...
There is a hole in my heart.
There is a hole in my soul.
There is a hole in my mind.
there is a hole in my body.
...
Alone in the dark.
All by myself.
I hear the constant cries of my soul.
It's shattered.
...
My tears do they mean nothing to you.
My wrist, do you not see the scars upon them.
My heart do you not see it bleed.
Do you even care if it does.
...
The sorrow of my broken heart
has become to hard to bare.
I am in pain
yet nobody notices.
...
Is there any one who cares.
Is there any who loves me.
I need someone who cares.
I need someone i can trust.
...
i bet you lied to me.
all those times you said those words.
I bet you really don't care.
I know you lied to me.
...
Protector of his friends.
and a small puppy at times.
but as strong as a wolf.
human by day.
...
I never thought I would loose you.
But I guess I was wrong.
Now that you know my true feelings you left me.
I didn’t want you to know at the time.
...
Is love really worth the pain.
Is love really worth the suffering.
look at what love has done.
I can't trust no one with my heart.
...
You said you loved me.
Yet you don’t.
You promised me a life with you.
Yet you lied about that too.
...
I should have never fallen so deeply for you.
I should have never even met you.
I should have never given you my heart.
I should have never let you love me.
...
Sleep now my child.
Your pain will not last long.
So just sleep.
Close your eyes and sleep.
...
you are my demonic angel.
you tried to kill me with your love.
but you didn't succeed.
you tried to burn me with your lies
...
My body is frozen
from your betrayal
My soul is shattered
from your hate.
...
</>You make me laugh.
You make me smile.
You wiped away the tears that I cry.
And you replace them with laughter.
...
The sun is sitting.
The moon is rising.
The warmth is leaving.
The cold is coming.
...
ALL POEMS WRITTEN ABOUT ANGELS WERE WRITTEN BY MY BROTHER MICHEAL! ! ! I was born on January 30 1995. I grew up in a small town in Mississippi. I attended the school in my area(and still do) . Everyday at school was a walking nightmare for me when i got to highschool. I was teh only person at school who was different. Everyone else wore pants and cowboy boots, but i wore converse jeans and black shirts. I Have many nicknames Including Emo girl, Suicide freak, and many others. Becasue i was diffrent i didnt have many freinds..)
Broken Angel
I walk alone in the moonlight.
I hear the cries of a small child.
I followed the sound.
And there i saw him.
Dying on the ground.
A sweet little angel.
Stripped of his wings.
In a pool of crimson blood.
I ran to hold him in my arms.
He looked so fimilar.
Yet i did not know him.
His tears turned to blood.
And i knew he was dying.
I wish i could stop it.
Why, why did this happan.
Why was this sweet little boy stripped of his wings.
His beautiful wings.
What did he do wrong.
He looked so innecent.
why did the angels take away his wings.
I need to know who is to blame.
I need to know who is to die next.
My poor little angel.
Just be calm.
Your death will not go unnoticed.
Trust me my angel.
they will pay.
All of them.
So sleep now.
Sleep my broken angel.
I have read all of your poems, i hope your feeling better now. I hope you have found happiness. XxX
I feel the same exact way