Blood dripping slowly
Down our wrists
Thick and dark
Icky and foul
Likr dark smoke, clogging our lungs
Making it hard to breath, Deep scratchy breath
Harder and harder
Each scratch on our kneck as
We gasp for air
Knowing it could be our last
A dark angel, with rough edgy wings
Wrapping us up in a bunddle
Sucking the life out of our bodies
Taking over our minds
Guiding us to the skies
We think are beautiful
The wings on our backs, stretch so far
As long as the glowing horizen,
As dark as the midnight sky
We take flight into the sky, To our freedom
To the Air to breath
Like a movie screen, playing over and over
In our minds we realize
We come crashing down into earth
Covered in blood and smoke
skin scratched and broken
Death nothing but a dream
The crushing reality, The dark angel
Laughing
Tears slipping from our eyes
To our cheeks
Salty but sweet
Sad but lonely
Eyes completely empty
Full of hatred
All we wanted was to be free
Of the thick smoke clouding our lungs
Of the dark angels sucking our souls
Of the fire burning our skins
Kill us, We will not die
Hurt us, We will not feel pain
Give us reality
And we will make up a fantasy
Because our reality
Is Hell
Black and dark
Red with blood
A room so cold it's filled with ice
Nothing but a defening silence
Telling us
We are still ALIVE!
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