Broken Angel
I am a broken angel
Who from the world fell
Living became hard for me
But no one did I tell
I began to cut myself
Trying to ease my pain
Yet nothing brought me relief
Felt I was going insane
‘Cause I started see things
Heard voices that told me
If I cut a little more
It would set me free
Oh why did I listen?
Next time I went too deep
Then they found me too late
And the voices my soul keep!
Teresa Marie 8/24/11
Sara, this is for those broken angels that you know.
Posted on August 24, 2011, in Poems and tagged Broken Angels, God, Kids Who Cut Themselves, Poetry, Religious and Inspirational, Suicide, Voices. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a Comment.























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