Saved By A Beautiful Angel

Sitting in my white room stained of red
I stare into the eyes of my regrets.

Opening up this holy bible
I tear out each page
One by one...

The perplexing words told by the ghosts
Begin to be difficult in my void of a soul.

Withholding every question I bare
I still feel as if the air still wraps around me
Asking me to turn around.

Although I know not much
I still pray to the Almighty
Asking for the one thing I need
Praying for my one need.

I now feel as if my feeble words were heard...

From the first feeling of life to the last breath
Her white wings were spread,
Pools of blue dancing in her eyes,
Sweet blonde hair running down her back,
And for eternity her voice will stay.

She holds my hand and my heart
She threw away my past and future regrets
She healed me of my scars and all my lonliness...

Sitting in my white room cleaned by an angel
I stare into the eyes of my only true friend.

Opening up this holy bible
I read each page
One by one...