Sitting in the dark just waiting for you to come.
I’m ready and willing for you to take away the pain.
Waiting for you to hold me close, and never let me go.
I want to be your angel if you would just let me.
But your hands are so cold and forbidding.
I long to hold them and you take me away from this hurt and suffering that I endure when your not here.
I cry to you and you hear my call.
My angel of death you are here tonight.
To take me home and to never let me go back.
My angel of death you have changed so much.
You yourself are now forbidding and cold.
I no longer want to go.
But you grab me and say its time to go.
” No” I scream out. “Let me be.”
You look at me with no remorse and without a care.
You no longer are my angel, but a devil inside.
I can see the fire in your soul and the hatred in your heart.
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