Beautifully Hidden

The angel hides her face in the leaves of a forbidden life.

Strange, odd and outcasted she cries alone.

No one can hear her sobs for acceptance.

Yet that is not what she craves, it matters not what people think.

She walks alone searching for at most a connection with love.

Turning to the broken remnants of a fallen queen she cries once more.

Everyone casts her savior aside, the rolemodel mourns.

The craving becomes more intense as days pass.

The cold pieces of a broken heart beautifully hidden stun.

Grieving on the edge of sanity she will not turn back.

Screaming the queen calls out to the angel to lure faith.

Attempting to capture the fragile chances of renewal.

Failure not an option as a storm sweeps over the crows of death.

The end of the road becomes harder, crumbling inside.

But that does not stop her, she fights on and becomes the savior of her savior.