The Story Of A Broken Angel.......

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The Story Of A Broken Angel.......

Life seems to quiet into paralyzing silence,
As i sit alone thinking of all the failures
Of my past and present,
So many regrets
And things i should have done,
Should have said.

Maybe the outcome of my life
Would have been diffrent
If i had done what i felt was right
In my heart,done
What my heart told me to do,
But i just couldnt hear or maybe....
I didn't want to listen.

Funny how earlier in my life
Through all my problems and issues 
I had so many people talking to me,
So many noisy distractions,
My friends,
Family,
All telling me what i should do.

It was never quiet enough for me
To think clearly about what i truly needed. 
There was only the loud noises
Of my friends and familys voices 
Telling me what they thought
Was best for me.

Drowing out what was most important...
My own voice.
And now..
There's nothing just an unbearable silence
That seems almost deafening
In it's intensity 

I dont know what i need
Or even want,
I'm lost i don't even know who  
I am anymore.
I've lost myself in the heavy chaos of this world.
I look at my reflection in the mirror 
And i can't even recogonize myself,
This girl she can't be me

No....no
There's to much pain and sadness in her eyes,
She's too broken,fragile..lost
Oh god! what has happened to me?
Has the weight of this world's
Cold reality caught up to me? 
How could i have completely lost myself?

I fall to the floor all my strength gone, 
I can't hold myself up anymore.
Sobbing i slowly look up into the mirror,
Into those eyes.....my eyes 
I have to remind myself so filled with sorrow 
I can't stand to look at them anymore 

I pound my fist into the glass it 
Starts to shatter,
Everything begins to go dark
And as i slowly fall back into the blessed darkness,
The last thing i see
Is my reflection breaking into a thousand pieces
And those eyes just staring back at me,
Haunting me...forever.


                          -Tainted Unique the fallen angel-

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Plato (BC 427-BC 347) Greek philosopher.

taintedangel’s Poems (6)

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The dark truth 1
The begining of the end....The destruction of my heart. 0
Silence.. 0
Haunted 0
The Story Of A Broken Angel....... 0
Lost Without You 1