Im in love with an angel, who is afraid of the light.
Her halo is broken, but there is fight in her eyes, if only she knew of the one who had tried.
Maybe she wouldn't let her light die.
Im here for the angel, who lit up my life.
Who pulled me through the pain and strife,
As long as you are there i'll try and i'll try,
But i cant promise i will make it through the night.
YOU ARE READING
I'm So Exhausted
Poetry#1 in poem #1 in poetrycollection #1 in vent #2 in memory this is just a compilation of my vent poetry-ish (that i can find) from 4th grade to whenever i stop this (I'm 18 now) Im not the best with words but i write in spouts of thoughts
