A Night Angel lost.
Try to find her way back, to which she once was,
Wanting to be once again the way she was.
She finds herself fighting with these things known as Emotions and Regret.
Even thou she has never had to deal with it before,
Born without this shit she was but something or shall I say someone had awoken this in her.
Child like she is,
Trying to handle these feelings she had never had before.
How does one show happiness when you have never knowingly felt it?
How does one smile with light when you have never been given the changes other than to smile because of the pain that brings you joy from the ones, which you hurt?
How should she show love when never had it before until now?
She watches others,
Studies them all as if they are livestock and yet she her self cannot fully show it for she dose not know how.
Is it a teacher in which she needs?
If so, how would you teach it?
Or was she intended to never have such things as others do?
Maybe she was meant to not feel and have no regret for what she may do and this was never meant to be and shall pass….
Or maybe this is nothing more than an answer to a question once it is answered it shall pass and things shall be set right again.
Or is she doomed to live in such a twisted way?
What is a Night Angel to do?
Feeling trapped within herself as if she is in a padded room with no windows or way out but a door locked from the other side.
How is she ever to be released?
These are just some of the questions, which have no answers.
What is a Night Angel like me to do?
What am I to do?
I must feed with a thought of sadness on my mind!
(But with a smile upon my face)
Blood is Life, it is Energy, it is Erotic, and it is what I Dream. It is the Taste I crave, it is all I need. If you’re willing to share, I am willing to please!
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