The story I'm about to tell <br />is of an angel that fell. <br />She tried her best to make it through, <br />but her fear anger and sadness grew. <br />She sit in her prison everynight, <br />hoping that one day things will be made right. <br />I'm sad to report the very next day <br />the angel fell away. <br />She tried to fly to flap her wings, <br />but all she could feel was a sting. <br />she closed her eyes and whispered aloud, <br />my death will finally be allowed. <br />she hit the ground and cried out in pain <br />her once white wings were now red stained. <br />she opened her eyes and looked up at the sky, <br />she was finally going to die. <br />for the first time ever she forced a smile <br />and whispered 'I have finally lived through my long hard trial'. <br />she layed her head back and let go of it all <br />and this is the story of an angel and a fall......<br /><br />hannah brandeberry<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/bloody-angel-2/
