Story of an AngelA Poem by Mika =^-^=There's a baby girl born Her parents held her With joy filling their hearts As if they never had a precious girl like her.
Years past, Now the baby girl is five She went to school But little she knew She will never grow up The good girl Her parents wished her to be.
(Chorus) How can I feel The love that I meant to recieve When all this years I was forsaken by the ones who gave me life. And how can I see When I don't believe All my hopes, and all my faith Had left my life Is there a god To help me survive.
when she was ten and her life began to change The baby girl she's now fifteen Everyday she forsees Her past and all the pain They caused in her heart Her scars could never meand.
All the scars and lies are in the past But hunts her like her shadow at night She wished to just sleep Even if drugs may kill All she wanted to feel The smile she had once as a child.
One night she laid in bed Her tears cutting her pillow to shreads Between breathes she wished upon the moon "Give me strength to live this way" Moon of the night soon give her a helping hand To guide her way through the unbearing pain.
(Chorus) What is love? You see I never felt And never knew what it means Ever since they took my life They don't understand How much pain I been Ever since I was a pre-teen. All this time I tried to find love Within other men But they only wanted to conquer me.
One day she met a man He told her "There is more to life So don't give into the lies There is a God He will fight for what is right."
But she could not understand Why this man Could give her a helping hand When she was done with life.
The man and the girl became friends Something she never comprehend Then years went by and she grew close to this man They fell in love, then
(Bridge) Six years passed and now I understand I never thought that there was a God To love me no matter what, Even if I fail He will never abandon me He will hold my hand and be by my side
(chorus) And when ever I feel down Without the strength to fly I will not look back to my past God, he is always with me And even back when I was weak He was there for me Now I know, and can feel this love And I can see, Because all my hopes, and my faith Are coming back to me.(back to me)
Back to me. © 2014 Mika =^-^= |
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Added on December 3, 2014 Last Updated on December 3, 2014 AuthorMika =^-^=San Diego , CAAboutI just write to express myself, because is hard for me to express verbally but in writing, I can let every ounce of emotion out. more..Writing
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