Angelic Thoughts

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Floating down

like a feather













until it lands


on the ground.


The Eternal Pain

To feel the pain of a trapped mind,
To rap the bars of an enclosed soul,
To search the hole of a broken heart,
An eternal pain it is.
A word can hurt; insults sting.
Nothing does more than those unseen.
The damage unknown, not fixed, kept alive.
The pain remaining, bleeding, and scarring.
What have I done wrong? What mistake have I made?
Have you some grudge against me unknown?
What is that I am, you hate to your heart?
So much that your trust does not come to me?
Your words hurt me, like an arrow to heart.
You’ll never know how hurt I am.
You’ll think I’m selfish, weak and dumb.
You won’t ever know what I truly feel.
A life of mis-communication,
So many things gone wrong.
I don’t how to express my words,
In person I feel suppressed.
You say that I can speak my mind,
But never have you told me,
What terrible consequences that might come,
And I still don’t know them yet.
Do you think I can overcome the fear?
I fear that I cannot.
Will you give me the courage I need?
I wish that you could.
The pain of misunderstanding,
Is a pain hard to fix.
And even as it heals,
A scar remains in place.

Fly fly away


If you rise so high into the sky,

That air rushes by the mind with sighs,

And sing a high pitched tune to you,

As you rise so high through the sky.

If a balloon were to float,

Endlessly without a weight,

High above all reaching hands,

Laughing as it flies along.

If a bright mind were to soar,

Freely, gracefully, without constraint,

Showering ideas to all kind,

As it soared along the clouded sky.