Tuesday, November 11, 2008

Fallen angel

She’s a fallen angel
she has lost her way.

No more innocence,
she’s not wearing white today.

She’s a fallen angel.
She has spoken now.
Not with words of evil
but to obtain a respectful bow.

She has had enough
of insults and madness
as an eternal game.
No more looking at herself
and feeling shame.

She’s a fallen angel.
She has learned how to demand.
It’s been a journey
but the soul needs to expand.

She’s a fallen angel
for those who look to find
goodness and naivety surgin’.
But she is an angel to me still,
just not a virgin.

2 comments:

Rebecca said...

beautiful poem!

Anonymous said...

Fint (: