The Lonely Angel

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic


I'm tired of feeling weak, tired of pretending to be one of them, so I've gathered my strength . . .

Submitted: March 20, 2018

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No more pain

I will not suffer the hurt

Of being trapped in this skin any longer

 

I do not feel at home

In this body of mine

The skin clings and sticks like sap on a tree

 

I want free of it!

I want to be free of this life!

This could be a life for someone else, but it is hell for me!

 

I am tired of living in hell!

Tired of pretending to be one of them!

I’m tired of only being who they see and not who I truly am!

 

I’m tired of feeling weak

So I’ve gathered my strength

I will finally shed this false image and reveal who I truly am

 

There is yet hope for me

I feel it as I tear away my skin

The dark, lonely angel I am will shine amidst the storm clouds

 

The pain I feel is nothing

Compared to the pain of hiding

Now I am who I truly am and can live as I wish to live

 

I can live with hope

I can live without fear

I can live happily, the lonely angel in the storm

 

The blood I bleed is not for me

It is for you, you hopeless dreamers

So you might become hopeful dreamers and shed your skin too

 

Take flight and be a lonely angel like me

Let hope be your companion

The more angels take flight, the less lonely it will be

Here in the sky

Where the rain always falls

Where we are free to live with our hope

While the sun shines below on the hopeless jackals


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