where art thou, o' Angel?
wipe my dry eyes,
make me smile.
have you forgotten me, dear angel?
lift me out of my slumber,
gift me some worthy life.
I don't deserve to live,
yet can't find a reason to kill it yet.
All I have is sorrow,
and guilt, and mind numbing loneliness.
Am I a girl, to cry so often?
Am I a childless woman,
an infertile woman, unable to create.
you flap your wings no more, why angel?
you lie there lifeless like me.
are you just a mirage, or a mirror to my soul?
I reached out to you, someday,
you asked me to take a leap of faith,
knowing fairly well, that I have no wings, no feet either.
Is trusting you a mistake?
Shouldn't I just kill myself?
You said it!