By Black winged Angel
The light
The everlasting freedom
The pride
Of doing whats right
To see
The light
And cast away the shadows
To watch the black become white
And shadows to light
The striking pain
As if a match
Has burned a hole in my heart
And yet
The warmth
The feeling of my own blood
Upon my hands
My chest
My face...
To fall
As if a million stairs
Have vanished from below
With wings that cannot help
Me fly to safety
No more
To land
On my stomach
With a thud
And to see
What's been left behind
To remember
The Dream's before
And to lay still
And die
Alone
Forever
But not alone
Yet still
My heart does feel
Alone...