Lying in the cold halls.
Wounds cross my body,
Words scar my soul.
Time in stillness
And the words race
Round and round my broken mind.

I was not enough for you.
Never approved of.
My life was lived in
Icy disregard. Isolation.
He loved me,
Why couldn't you?

A lifetime of distain,
Pushing me into oblivion.
The darkness of your hate
Is drowning me now.
I call for you
I scream his name
No one hears.
Is this death?

It must be, for an angel
Holds me in her arms.
The stone columns and
Gray faceless figures
Have turned into heaven.

Only an angel could have
Eyes of ice-blue diamond
And hair of spun gold,
Skin that rivals the snow cloak
Of your mountain home.

The healing in your hands
Soothes the pain of war and death,
And also the war in my heart.
Pain of ages slowly slips away.
In the blue of your eyes
And the touch of your hands
I find the peace of an angel.