In The Arms Of An Angel…

Lying here alone, thinking…
My memory seeps from my veins
I like to be empty, light and weightless,
I like to find some peace tonight.
where have you gone?
Fly away from here
In the arms of an angle…
You left me in this dark world
And the endless that you fear
You are pulled from the wreckage
Of your silent reverie
You may find some comfort there
As now you’re in the arms of an angle
I wish you find some comfort here…

© 2012 Pimmi Nag