• A Fallen Angel

    I hear a sound; someone calling.
    They’re shouting my name
    As if they’re falling.
    I run to see who it is, a girl’s voice.
    I dare not move, my own choice.
    I reach out and scream for her,
    She’s no longer there.
    I sit and cry out once more
    “I wish someone cared.”

    This girl is an angel,
    Fallen far from her home.
    This girl is an angel,
    Her heart is on roam.
    This girl is an angel,
    looking in every direction.
    As I look in her empty eyes,
    Over the ice cold sea,
    I find she’s my reflection,
    This angel is me.
    ♥