A lost angel

Here I am sitting here

Staring at a white screen

Trying to find the words

 

Why am I crying?

What reason do I have to cry?

As I type this poem why is it hard to see?

 

I found a guy who really likes me for me

I get to see my friends in 10 days

Yet at the moment I am so unhappy

 

I drink my rum and mountain dew

I talk to one of my closest friends

Yet the bottle and pills are tempting me

 

Here I am sitting here

A lost soul

A lost angel

 

I can't find myself

I feel so empty

So alone

 

A lost angel with no real home

A lost angel with no real friends

A lost angel with no real anything

 

I wish I could come back

To the angel I used to be

No longer the fallen

 

But how? How can I give up a life

Where I've only become content

Until I find the answer

 

I will remain a lost angel