SILENT ANGER
Silent Anger / Dark Angel
What if everything you loved and everyone
suddenly vanished?
Your town is no longer what you once known
and everything
Just changed in to a awful horrific darkness?
That is what had taken place in my sadden new life Dark Angel
Given me on a cold September fright
The lost souls run around looking to be saved
from this horrible place,
Their shadows stir at mute,
Their cries are too low for you to hear,
They often lapse in silence,
This darkness gave my heart reason to pump to run
But it will do no good for me to run
Dark Angel knows every were I go,
My flesh somewhat changed in coldness,
To never sleep, and always thinking what will take place next
This is no way to live.
A group of lost souls appear looking at me with horrific looks
They hunch down just to get a closer look.
Dark Angels in the street watching over me
my stalker of my
Deaden life,
All the lost souls are populate on ever corners just to see what
Dark Angel is going to take down next.
They wait for me me just to ask something, but before I could
Speak I would hear a nasty cry saying to me just give in and you'll be fine,
I cry out never this is not the way I want to live or dye,
All the lost souls just laughed at me in much pain
Under Dark Angels control you will never be free don't you see?
Dark Angel does not have an moral compassion,
They sit up in the cold darken streets
saying what is your future Blue Moon
They cried out,
Holding on to every word Dark Angel glares
at me with a deep look of anger,
Weighting on my answer,
All the lost souls stand around like they are ready
to fight war!
A black arrow drawn at me,
I looked at Dark Angel saying
I will never give in to this darkness you give,
So let me go! Let me dye in what is right.
Every lost soul got away fast,
Avoiding Dark Angels anger;
I looked back at Dark Angel
with no care what he will do to me next,
Captive of darkness is what you give
But this is not my life, and this
I will fight to make my way out some how,
This is a promise I give to you Dark Angel.
Poetic Lilly J. Emery (c)
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