I remember all the time.
My life is meaningless.
Each night I cry.
Each day I put on a face.
Never showing how I feel.
Never showing emotion.
I lay in my bed thinking.
Never specking to others.
Hoping to be saved.
I wish for a savior.
Wishing for that person.
I walk though darkness.
When I reach the end.
I thought I was alone.
A voice rang out.
Telling me to keep living.
I wake up after that.
Thinking that it’s a dream.
I go downstairs to find that it’s not a dream.
Realizing my nightmare was true.
I fled to my room.
The darkness appeared as I ran.
Closing my bed room door.
The voice rang out again.
If you wish to live fallow my voice.
I fallowed as he commanded.
While I walked I was thinking.
Thinking about my life and stuff.
I bumped into someone.
He was my savor.
He opened his wings bore me away.
From this place and time.
I was finely going home.
With someone I trust.
I was safe within the darkness.
Now I can show my emotions with out regret, and smile while I
show off for him, as he smiles back at me......
He is the angel death.
Talia Maxwell Community Member 
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