The Fallen

Falling from the darkest sky...
Weak and alone...
Lifeless Angel
Broken & Shredded wings
Which couldn't fly...
Whimpers & cries
Only Angel daring to be
Different
Was not accepted in a world that everyone's
Delusional to ones self...
Tears of blood fall from the strongest of eyes...
The weak killed their only source of light...
Rejected and alone as
She falls almost lifelessly to the ground...
Armageddon to the world which is the same
Because creativity can't exist where no one
Dares to be different...
Her eyes close as she turns limp
And disappears as
If she never was to exist...
Fallen Angel lost and rejected
Forgotten from the world.

By Christine Davis




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