I’m an angel.
Angel of death at times,
Though angel non-the-less.
I bring joy and happiness,
Alas, also sadness and grief.
There is much I can obtain,
Much knowledge I have.
The ways of the world
Are at my fingertips.
Though there is a problem
With such a power,
I must share it alone.
None can know
The wondrous secrets,
The great joys,
The love,
Within my own heart
Which I could share.
Alas this is the world
In which I am damned.
To love but not be loved,
To see but not speak,
To be silent for all eternity,
Cold.
Alone.
Unworthy.
–this is the 1st poemish thing i’ve ever written outside of school required junk, so yah, i’d like ur opinion on how good or bad it iz…b/c my best bud told me it wuz good, but considering shez my best friend, i think she wuz jus bn nice about it, so please, comment