(some of you may have read this poem on a different writters page. fear not, this is my work, and it was written under the name of Saint_Reaper. thats my old account and im moving some poems from there to here since i will shut that page down soon...)



screams of silence
along with a torturous cry
one by one
my angels die

they fall to the ground
their wings rip apart
blood spills from my veins
as you tare at my heart

you look me in the face
insisting that i die
stab me in the back
i still refuse to cry

running out of options
i know not what to do
look up to the sky
all i hear is fuck you

cant resort to the demons
or the forgiving sky
as i sit back and write
do i deserve to die?