Broken Angels

Broken Angels

Lost may be damaged

Where do you go when your name is no longer spoken?
Out loud
You know that I am not completely broken
Just damaged
Badly bruised by a bastard deed
That no one claims


It could be that I tried to find the way
Knowing there is only one
I got lost
There seemed to be other ways
I just kept looking

I did try very very hard.
I looked on the soft side
The cruel side
Then the soft side of cruel
I found the unled

Beloved
I have lost you I am so sorry

I am un led
I am damaged, slightly drunk and surrounded
By angels who are all wounded
Broken angels and damaged
drunks
Who would want them?


Unled