The Death Of My Angel
(Author's Note: Ummm..... I suck at writing poems. This poem will probably suck like all the rest of them, but read it anyway! And please review!)
I feel this vigor,
Burning in my veins,
But when I hurt your holy light,
I know this power isn't right.
I love you, my angel,
My light in the dark,
If I could, I'd hold you,
But my heart cannot be true.
This force is taking over me,
And I don't know how to stop it,
My angel, I know that you will die,
But by my hand, I don't know why.
I saw you at the Ancient Temple,
But I couldn't tell you how I felt,
Because my Jenova blood is in charge now,
And the way to stop it, I don't know how.
Once in the City of the Ancients,
I sensed your presence there,
Cloud and the others were there too,
What Jenova told me, I had to do.
I saw you kneeling om the altar,
So calm, so peaceful, so serene,
I knew what was going to happen, love,
As I drifted from above.
My sword plunged through your delicate frame,
Your blood, so red and sweet,
If I could, I would have cried,
'Tis by my hand, you died.
The grin that I wore upon my face,
As I killed you so mercilessly,
That smile was not controlled by me,
But by the fiend you cannot see.
Though I truly want to believe,
That Jenova is to blame,
The blood of so many, on my hand,
The blood I spilled upon the land.
Yes, it is I,
It is I, the one to blame,
But, angel, believe me when I say,
It is not you I wished to slay.
Now you lie upon the altar,
You lie so quiet in Cloud's arms,
I wish it was I to hold you so,
But it was I who spilled your blood, that flows.
And now I fly away again,
More crimes I must commit,
But please forgive me, angel of light,
Because the wrongs I've done will never be right.
I'll meet you one day, again,
In the Promised Land,
For my death is not to be avoided,
I must pay for all I have exploited.
I know your friends will have their revenge,
That day, I keenly await,
Because I love you as I love myself,
I love you more than life itself.
(Author's Note: ARGH, I couldn't find anything that rhymes with "itself"!!! I hate this. I wanted the last line to sound good, but it sounded like crap. Oh well. Please review!!!!! I beg of you!!!!!)
(Author's Note: Ummm..... I suck at writing poems. This poem will probably suck like all the rest of them, but read it anyway! And please review!)
I feel this vigor,
Burning in my veins,
But when I hurt your holy light,
I know this power isn't right.
I love you, my angel,
My light in the dark,
If I could, I'd hold you,
But my heart cannot be true.
This force is taking over me,
And I don't know how to stop it,
My angel, I know that you will die,
But by my hand, I don't know why.
I saw you at the Ancient Temple,
But I couldn't tell you how I felt,
Because my Jenova blood is in charge now,
And the way to stop it, I don't know how.
Once in the City of the Ancients,
I sensed your presence there,
Cloud and the others were there too,
What Jenova told me, I had to do.
I saw you kneeling om the altar,
So calm, so peaceful, so serene,
I knew what was going to happen, love,
As I drifted from above.
My sword plunged through your delicate frame,
Your blood, so red and sweet,
If I could, I would have cried,
'Tis by my hand, you died.
The grin that I wore upon my face,
As I killed you so mercilessly,
That smile was not controlled by me,
But by the fiend you cannot see.
Though I truly want to believe,
That Jenova is to blame,
The blood of so many, on my hand,
The blood I spilled upon the land.
Yes, it is I,
It is I, the one to blame,
But, angel, believe me when I say,
It is not you I wished to slay.
Now you lie upon the altar,
You lie so quiet in Cloud's arms,
I wish it was I to hold you so,
But it was I who spilled your blood, that flows.
And now I fly away again,
More crimes I must commit,
But please forgive me, angel of light,
Because the wrongs I've done will never be right.
I'll meet you one day, again,
In the Promised Land,
For my death is not to be avoided,
I must pay for all I have exploited.
I know your friends will have their revenge,
That day, I keenly await,
Because I love you as I love myself,
I love you more than life itself.
(Author's Note: ARGH, I couldn't find anything that rhymes with "itself"!!! I hate this. I wanted the last line to sound good, but it sounded like crap. Oh well. Please review!!!!! I beg of you!!!!!)