When An Angel Falls

Tears pour from my soul like blood from a wound
If I ever fall in love, it will be too soon.
As I slowly drive myself insane with grief,
I wait for death’s icy cold hands to bring the ultimate relief.
The fire has gone out of these soulful eyes,
Where hope once resided, despair now lies.
I've cried so long and hard, my eyes are swollen
I’m emotionally empty, my innocence stolen.
I won’t survive being hurt like this again.
I’m swearing off emotion until God knows when.

My inspiration’s grown dark, like this weary heart.

The poetry’s flown from these fingertips,
But the hurt still lingers on these quivering lips.