Post by Anonymous on Sept 15, 2011 19:29:19 GMT -5
Angel, fighting for her life.
Angel, you are fighting for your life
Why do you not cry though it hurts?
You cannot cry, you are strangled by invisible hands
I mourn for you
I mourn for your end
I wish for it to come soon, my Angel
I wish for you to hurt no longer
Rolling around without being able to stand and walk
That is not a life for such a creature as lovely as you
So young,
You should be able to scamper around with glee
Chase birds and rodents, even bugs would do!
But, no…your freedom has been cut short
Angel, you are fighting for your life
I will try not to cry as I see you move around
A smile escapes from me when I still see your spirit though
You are feisty, and you are not ready to give up, not yet
You hiss and swat at me, telling me to get away,
I smile.
I laugh.
Angel, you are fighting for your life
You aren’t moving much now
The evening is cold, the night doomed to be colder
Will your bones freeze solid?
Will your heart be frozen over?
Will you long for the warmth you once had?
Angel, you are fighting for your life
I will see you tomorrow, maybe you’ll still be alive
Angel, I do not want you alive, not like this
But if I come and visit you, my Angel
And you are no longer with me
Though I may cry, I will be happy
You will no longer be in pain
Angel, fighting for your life
I dedicate this poem to you
Let your paws guide you among the stars
Let your suffering end
Angel, fighting for her life.
Angel, you are fighting for your life
Why do you not cry though it hurts?
You cannot cry, you are strangled by invisible hands
I mourn for you
I mourn for your end
I wish for it to come soon, my Angel
I wish for you to hurt no longer
Rolling around without being able to stand and walk
That is not a life for such a creature as lovely as you
So young,
You should be able to scamper around with glee
Chase birds and rodents, even bugs would do!
But, no…your freedom has been cut short
Angel, you are fighting for your life
I will try not to cry as I see you move around
A smile escapes from me when I still see your spirit though
You are feisty, and you are not ready to give up, not yet
You hiss and swat at me, telling me to get away,
I smile.
I laugh.
Angel, you are fighting for your life
You aren’t moving much now
The evening is cold, the night doomed to be colder
Will your bones freeze solid?
Will your heart be frozen over?
Will you long for the warmth you once had?
Angel, you are fighting for your life
I will see you tomorrow, maybe you’ll still be alive
Angel, I do not want you alive, not like this
But if I come and visit you, my Angel
And you are no longer with me
Though I may cry, I will be happy
You will no longer be in pain
Angel, fighting for your life
I dedicate this poem to you
Let your paws guide you among the stars
Let your suffering end
Angel, fighting for her life.
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PM me if you want to know more about the poem, I just let out a lot of sadness and stuff and don't feel like explaining in the post~