Before You

Before You

A Poem by Broken Like An Angel

Before you, I was lost. 

Not cared about. Like garbage that was tossed.

You saved me, and I’m so sorry I made you feel that way.

I don’t want you to worry. I promise I’ll stay.

It’s hard for us both, but it’s worth the fight.

You’re the first person that’s held me and told me it will be alright.

You are my sunshine, the reason I breathe.

I don’t ever want you to think I’ll leave.

I have faith in you, I have faith in us two.

I love you so much, god if you only knew.

You mean the world to me, and sorry I made you feel bad.

I could never leave and think of what we had.

It’s what we have, the present now.

I fell in love, though I don’t know how.

You are my angel, with darkened wings.

You can’t imagine the happiness your light brings.

You’re fearless, you make me strong.

Right here, with you is where I belong. 

© 2011 Broken Like An Angel


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Thank you all for the amazing reviews. I'm having a bit of writers block at the moment but I hope to submit more shortly. Just bare with me.

Posted 13 Years Ago


this is beautiful...you went into so much depth explaining the love and passion but also the pain and tragedy ...when you used the reference for the angel my heart dropped...this was an amazingly beautiful piece the was worth reading

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Wow this is what I would call tragicly beautiful its sad and lovely it took my breath away amzing the story is great and the way it was written is fantastic. And with the reference of an angel it really made the poem worthwhile

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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My brain is twisted into the glass. I have no rhyme or reason for my writing. Speaking in words the human brain can not decipher. Seeing things as no one can. Breathing in the fires of ice, while sing.. more..

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