Angel

A rusty razor on the bedside table

Drops of blood on your hand

You don’t have to be strong and able

Cause, darling, I am.

I’ll pick you up from the ground if I have to,

Carry you close to my heart

You fooled the world with that porcelain smile

You really played the part.

Now that I know the truth, I’m so sorry

That I wasn’t there for you when you needed me to

And now I promise I won’t ever leave your side

I’ll just stay here gently.

When you want to give up

I’ll hold on even tighter

When you fall to your knees

I will be your fire

And make you believe in life again.

When it’s all just too much

I will carry your burden

When you can’t take one more step

And nothing is certain

I will heal your wounds

And I love your scars

They make you beautiful,

They’ve become your heart

And you’re perfect and wonderful

Completely lovable

You don’t have to have faith

I have enough for the both of us

You don’t need to be strong

I promise to earn your trust

Every day is a new sunrise

You don’t see it now

But through my eyes

You’re an angel.

A broken, forgotten angel.

And as it turns out

You're not forgotten, after all.

Reviews

[Jeremia]

I like this one. Kinda surprised I'm the first to comment. I liked the beginning a lot. The ending kinda seemed to trail off from the overall theme/flow tho. Might have just been my way of reading it. Either way, it was good.

[Molly Garnet]

Thank you, yeah this one is more of a letter to a friend in poetic form so it's a little all over the place.