The Fallen Angel

I’m walking the streets of the world yet alone and still broken, torn in to pieces.

Bit by bit I try to gather what was once a part of what I used to be , but the more I try the more I fall not knowing what’s to become, or what the future may have in store for me.

The closer I get to you the further away you seem to get from me, and I now start to think if you even truly remember me or what we once had or if this is just a bad dream, or even a sick joke as all I know is that I feel as if i’m being choked.

All of you that want me wrong will only make me strong , cause what I have inside is something you dont wanna get to know, but if you keep going I promise that it will show.

Like a cornerd animal im trapt in the past not knowing how much longer I will last, but beware cause this one has claws and i’ll use em on anyone who crosses my path.

At the same time that I feel this hate growing inside and I just can’t ignor the feeling that my life is just in vain ,what is it that I still have to gain ?

I have no one by my side that will comfort me when times are hard or when I feel down , still deep within I know that i’m not meant to have someone as im all alone like a wolf at night searching for prey .