Dark Angel

Maybe I'm as 'bout as down as I can get.

I reach for the pen

But can't reach it yet.

Feet want to move

My wings want to saor

And everyone wants to know

How'd did an Angel get so cold.

Pill popping,

Club hopping,

Name dropping

And no she's not finished

Yet.

 

The walls change colors

Every time i close my eyes.

Think I'm tripping

But I still haven't left my bed.

Can you tell me kind sir

What time it is?

And have you ever poured a drink

For a dying man?

Have you ever made love

Off the shores of some distant land?

And one more thing

Do you mind telling me your name?

I'd write it down so I won't forget but teh problem seems to be

I can't reach my pen?

What am i saying

He's already left.

A long time ago.

He says he loves me but he left many years ago.

So many years ago,

I turned so old.

How could a man make a woman into such a dark angel?

Reviews

[LadyCardiac]

Thank you i just wish i would take the time to correct my grammatical errors

[PROPAGANDIST]

GOOD qUESTION
THIS POEM implies alot and i love how you give out the feeling that your lost in time LOVELY


^PROPAGANDIST^