Fallen

I've fallen.
I've fallen and I can't get back up.
I've fallen so far down that,
only God and myself and get me back up.
I fell like I am a fallen angel,
who has been kicked out of heaven.
I fell like a person who has been exciled out of
a city for her beliefs and opionions.
But yet i still have that tiny bit of strengh left that,
with enough prayer, hope, and love can grow.
And with that strengh I can get back up.
I just have to hope.
Then i wont fall again.