Poor Foolish Angel

She took the knife,
She hated this life.

So she dug deep,
She rejected sleep.

Poor foolish angel,
Time will soon tell,
Why she once fell,
Maybe this is hell.

Sins and regret,
Longing to forget.

Ashamed of herself,
Discarding her health.

Poor foolish angel,
Every wishing well,
Has no more luck,
Poor angel is stuck.

Young girl broken,
He was her token.

Yet he left her to die,
Young angel, can't fly.

Sinking in the sea,
Unable to swim,
Never is she free,
Lights start to dim.

Poor angel tired,
Strength admired.

Yet she's falling,
Making no calling.

Falling to the ground,
Those close surround,
Watching her again,
Writhing in pure pain.

Little girl running,
A little bit cunning.

Lover ran away,
No words to say.

Crumpling apart now,
Breaking in and out,
Crying tears somehow,
She begins to shout.

Poor foolish angel,
Can time ever tell?
Where she belongs,
Judge those songs.

Why did she write them?
Making them her problem.

Why did she break again?
She's sinking in the drain.

Crimson fills the sink,
Demons start to wink,
She's no time to think,
All she can do is blink.

Now she sees a light,
It appears too bright.

She believes she's saved,
They judge how she caved.

"Poor foolish angel,
You're going to hell,
And time will tell,
Every wishing will.

"That you deserve,
To leave this Earth,
You shall not die,
Neither will you fly.

"You are born to hurt,
Falling into this dirt,
Be afraid, poor angel,
For you belong in hell."

But how can Angel,
Belong in any hell?

She must be free,
And be able to be.

Whatever she needs,
She endlessly bleeds.

Demons don't exist,
Angel will be missed,
If she takes her life,
With this calling knife.

She must stray,
And never obey,
To the demons,
She has reasons.

To go run,
Far away,
Not done,
Not today,

Poor foolish angel,
Time will sure tell,
How you're a fool,
You broke one rule.

Yet you will be free,
You'll be able to see,
A future with a light,
So much glee in sight.

You won't fall again,
Or ever know pain.

Ignore these calls,
Reject these falls.

Discard them all!
You go stand tall.

Poor foolish angel,
You made a mistake.

But the trip to hell,
Isn't for you to take.

Rest your head now,
Cry these tears out,
Believe somehow,
You needn't shout.

Poor foolish angel,
This wishing well,
Knows your love,
Your stars above.

You are safe here,
You needn't fear.

These stories you tell,
Of a poor, foolish angel,
Will someday be known,
And your strength shown.

Don't ever be afraid,
Your bed is made.

You'll never fade,
Cards are played.

Don't cut too deep,
Instead do weep.

You need to let it out,
Don't think to shout.

You'll be fine now,
Poor foolish angel,
Remember how,
Time will soon tell.

How you really don't belong in hell.

My poor, foolish angel.