The Angel

The Angel

The angel lost her grace,

As mascara ran down her face.

She forgot love, remembered hate.

She no longer had her faith.

With tear stained cheeks,

Through blood shot eyes,

She saw only pain and suffer.

Love, she couldn't conquer.

As the blue sky faded to black,

Darkness filled her heart.

Her wings vanished from her back,

And her kindness fell apart.

Even with all her might,

Her dress still went black from white.

She was sent to save,

To help those who weren't brave.

But as she looked around,

At the marks she left...

Tear stained cheeks,

And blood shot eyes.