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Fallen Angel
As I search inside my soul, I feel a storm brewing
Though I try and deny it, I am the source of my undoing
Pain, anger, and depression have all but consumed me
I cry out, Stop the pain; there is no one to hear my plea
There in the shadows I see a face, one filled with sorrow
She gives me a half-smile; I have reason to see tomorrow
I walk over to her, as if compelled by some invisible force
A flash of clarity I just had; she has become my source
I extend my arm out towards her; she is clearly afraid
She wants to run away; but instead reaches for a razor blade
Her arms are revealed to me; they are riddled with scars
She tells me that she is ugly, but in her eyes I see the stars
Suddenly she collapses into my arms, the tears pouring out
I tell her I will always be there for her without a shadow of a doubt
Pulling back slightly, she asks, "Why are you so nice to me?"
In response I answer simply, "Because you allow me to be"
This one is actually quite moving for me. I have had simiar experiences with people that I know who've come to me and we save each other. Not necessarily from depression or suicide, but from anger. You are a great writer, I only wish that I could get my feelings to come across in my poems as well as this.
~Gentle Breezes~