Lost Angel

This was written when I was very sad.

Lost Angel
To scared to be alone,
to free to be tied down.
Trapped by immortal ties that bind,
this angel cries alone.
Caught in a cage of despair not knowing where to turn, never breaking free.
Seeking peace and finding fear.
Dreaming alone,
locked in a world all her own.
She drifts off, far off, never to return.
Good-bye world of yesterday,
she'll be OK.
It was nice knowing you.
Maybe next time when she say leave me alone, you’ll listen.