Tonight is one of those nights I yearn an angel,
Dangerous thoughts crowd my mind, and every angle.
For no reasons, or many
I begin to weep.
My heart clenches, releases.
all the poison, life feeds us
I've got a hold on the stars,
but I walk down the stairs.
Stairs to the thoughts, not afraid to leave scars.
Tonight is the night I yearn an angel.
I feel so fragile,
My mind will not rest.
Holding on by a single thread.
Meaningless dread.
Flows through my head.
I take a deep breath
and my words are freed from their cells.
Freeing the monsters,
that live in my hearts cells.
As I begged for an angel, they came to me.
In the form of things that I would never have believed.
In the form of paper and ink that stains,
I freed all the bad thoughts, that lived in my brain.
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Poetry Of All Sorts
Poesía- Book One Of My Poetry Series - Throughout life we morph and change depending on the things we see and the experiences we exchange. Poetry has been my refuge whilst taking on the small battlefields of adolescents. So I give to you, the beating h...
