Bleeding and Death

Its amazing how my heart is still beating with all the scars it has recieved. 

Some so old you can't see other still bleed.

My past, present and future all blended in one its confusing. 

I am glad bout those scars though cuz they what makes me, me. 

What can I do when I don't know what is, what was and whats to be? 

A angel is looking down as another one falls... He misses his life on Earth and craves for it back he asks to go home and his wish was granted. He gave up eternal love just to come back to this hell hole... He knew it wasn't right but he wanted it so bad and the sad part about this is the next day he came back he was shot and killed... Now tell me does that make since to leave such a place for this? The world is twisted its people scared the blood that stains our floors... A sacrifice was wide eyed as her mother watched them behead her for the only fact she was virgin and "pure" She died knowing little of this world but still knew it was wrong she rests with her god now waiting for the war. The hatred burning in her eyes have only blazed and the body has grown strong she will kill for what she thinks is right when even it maybe for good its still evil. No ones going to sit and kindly take a beat down and the first to strike won't always win. Life is a gamble we play everyday... You never win....