Stories-Poems

 Forgotten Angel

Have you ever felt so alone inside like your heart has just fully stopped beating in your cheast because you know you love someone, but they don't have the same feelings back. A time when you just know they don't. Forever in my heart I have loved and cared for friends. The ones that will help me out when I need help. My friends have started to fade a long time ago. Now only a few remain...not knowing how much they will stand so strong and alive. Not knowing if they will stay strong for you because you have been for them. Right now I feel like I have failed as a friend, and that i'm not worthy to even have any. My friends proved me wrong at times, but now they want to fall and I wish they would stay strong and understand. To understand that they aren't fighting alone. That they can trust more then just themselves.

 I just want someone to understand that at this moment my heart is suffering so dear...that I don't even think there is even a point in living. Its like all that is happening to me because i'm one of the worst person alive. That is trying to fight so much pain inside that it has no more places to goto, and that all my insides are just falling apart. My heart is cold and shattered like a Shattered rose that someone just took and tore it apart.

I'm a girl that is fully inside the shadows of darkness. A girl that was found and tore apart bit by bit, and left there to rot away forever. No matter how much I fought It would just fall apart shattering onto the cold summer grown. Where people just stomp over and don't even bother picking up for what is broken.

I could feel the rips in my wings even though I know I can't even fly away out of my troubles but only fight my way threw to an open light. Even when there is no light to go to I still try.

With one lift of my hand trying to gain free from the shackles people piled on me. The time will soon rise when all is clear and I have gain the power to move on, and forever become happy inside my forgotten heart that people hate. Even the ones I see as friends.


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Frozen or not the rose stands strong with the light of one sun that shines from above. The angels help it grow to bloom to the heavens with the warmth of a peaceful hand. The love grows strong and the hate dies. With a life the frozen black rose blooms into its color shade, with the forever life it holds.

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