My Angel, Oh My Angel | [POETRY]

Image of an angel weeping on a gravestone.
My Angel, oh my Angel.

My Angel, Oh My Angel

I spoke with my angel as she cried today.

Her heart was ripped in half.

Her relationship with her mom had tumbled.

And hope was at best a laugh.

“My mom made me, feel like a fool.”

I can’t take this anymore.

It hurts too much, it pains my soul.

It breaks me to the floor.

“And when hope comes back to fill my mind,

I want to run away.

She’s broke my trust, that’s it, I’m done.

I quit, that’s what I say.”

And to my friend I listened, her heart was ripped in half.

Her gentle, fragile soul was spent, hope was but a laugh.

I hugged her through the mobile line, as kindly as I could.

And loved her, held her, heard her,

standing by her through bad and good.

If you could reach out to this angel, what words of comfort and insight would you be able to share?

4 thoughts on “My Angel, Oh My Angel | [POETRY]

  1. How can I explain how moving the poem is, sad, pulling my heart strings, I want to hug you and always think about you. I would be overjoyed to here from you. Just to hear your voice, know how your doing, what’s going on in life.
    Xx M

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