Angels fall and darkness reigns,
longing to be free of shame.
Transparent blood seeps from my veins,
at each mention of your name.
Feelings that appear so true,
have the falsity of bliss.
They seemed so real as despair grew,
but just tainted happiness.
Taunting voices rise around,
entering from every side.
Almost as horrid as that sound,
are the burning tears I've cried.
Which left gashes running down,
crimson paths of deception.
The lies become an obscure gown,
concealing true perception.