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Fallen From Grace

Poetry By: lost in translation
Poetry



External dreams, and internal hells with a twist


Submitted:Mar 30, 2011    Reads: 240    Comments: 2    Likes: 1   


Alone I fall asleep into the depths of darkness deep

As I Fall into the world that lies just beneath

Where fallen angels have blood stained wings, and

Watch as the innocent are slaughtered in their dreams

My eyes remain open wide,

But I know I've fallen to the other side

I'm lost inside a dream within a dream

This nightmare can't be as real as it seems

Can you hear the angel's screams

As they fall into their place

They've fallen further from grace

Their halos have long since faded

Their souls are corrupt, and jaded

I shiver, I shake. Another angel nailed to a stake

I toss, and I turn, watch as another one burns

Shivering, shaking. As my angels are forsaken

Tossing, and turning. All my angels are burning

A thousand fires slowly burn away

Any light is hidden in this dream to stay

Sifting through the ashes searching for hope

As a choking sensation arises in my throat

Are all the angels dead and gone

To leave me with the devils all alone

Lost inside a dream within a dream

Any more, nothing is what it seems

I have fallen far from grace

My innocence has gone without a trace

I reach to the sky with both ofmy hands

Hoping that God will understand

I shiver, I shake. Another nail in the stake

I toss, and I turn. As I begin to learn

Shivering, and shaking. My eyes were mistaken

Tossing,and turning. It wasn't angels burning

Am I lost inside a dream within a dream

Or is this what has become of me

This is a dream in which you can not wake

A nightmare that doesn't seem so fake

This is the life that you make

But it's a life that you can not take

I keep trying to get out of this hole

Digging, and digging, but the demons won't let go

Lost inside a dream within a dream

As another fire begins to gleam

I shiver, I shake. Another angel nailed to a stake

I toss, I turn. As I begin to learn

Shivering, and shaking. My soul forsaken

Tossing, and turning. My flesh is burning





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