Angels don’t
necessarily have wings
They roam
the world with us
They smile
like we do
They cry
when it hurts
Angels feel
alone too
Their eyes
swell when they cry too
But they are
still angels.
Angels aren’t
in the sky
They breathe
with us and share our spaces
We share
public transport with them
They are
emotional just like us
Yet they are
still angels
Angel aren’t
necessarily in the heavens
Some are right
here, born of man
Wondering around
in this dark world
Born from
the womb of evil souls
Yet still
true to their angelic sides
Angels don’t
necessarily have wings
They care
about their friends and family
They sacrifice
themselves to see others happy
Getting used
and tossed away like cheap dirt
Yet still
giving another chance
Yes, angels
are a bit crazy
They get
shot and still go back
Believing
that this time it will be better
Shot after
shot they never give up
They will do
all they can to see others smile
It is the
only thing that gives them life
Broken hearted
yet healing other hearts
They forget
themselves and live for others
Angel do exist.
That person
who was always good to you
And you took
advantage of them
That was an
angel sent for you.
You broke
them but they still love you
If you go
back they will still welcome you
But your pride
won’t let you say sorry
Your pride would
rather see you lose an angel
Because this
world mistreats angels
And only realizes
it when they fly away
That they
were truly angels.
But all the
good words will never bring them back.
No comments:
Post a Comment