Tortured soul and fragile body

Morpheus denied me his arms
And angels denied me their wings
How could I ever know what peace brings
To a tortured soul
And a fragile body
Thoughts darker than coal
I now am ready
In the darkest of nights I will stand steady
And offer my life to the forces above
I hope I can,there,get a little bit of love
I will walk the fine line between life and death
Only then will I be
No longer afraid of losing my breath
What a beautiful way to go
In the arms of angels I float
Those who once denied me
Are now here beside me
Laying on a fluffy cloud
Now tell me people,are you proud?

Reviews

[Edward Lancheister]

i like the flow of this poem, create imagery of the human frail combine with dark emotion

thank for share

[Husk mit navn]

My pleasure :) Thanks !