Angel
AN: This is a poem from the POV of Christine in PotO, about how she originally felt about Erik.
I keep running and
running;
I don't get anywhere.
I keep falling and
crying.
Life's not fair.
Who ever said it was?
I never
did.
So open your eyes;
Look at the world.
Gaze up at
the sky;
It's been transformed.
And the stars cry out
For
a release
From all the hurt
That their eyes see.
The moon
cries
For all the lost souls,
And the clouds all choose
To
loose control.
Angel of music,
Where have you gone
That
I can't find you here?
Angel of music,
Hear me calling
you,
Will you gather all my tears,
And years of pain,
And
hide them all away?
Angel of music,
Be my guide,
And leave
me a place
Where I can hide.
So open your eyes;
Look at
the world.
Gaze up at the sky;
It's been transformed.
And
the stars cry out
For a release
From all the hurt
That their
eyes see.
The moons cries
For all the lost souls,
And the
clouds all choose
To loose control.
Angel of music,
hear me, please,
Don't leave me aloneā¦
