Torrents of sorrow tormented my soul
Intensity of pain was beyond control
For that I knew this world is all fake
Coming here I think was a big mistake
My search for the angel, the one whom I seek
Was almost over, as my soul grew weak
These angels i see are merely , an illusion too deep
These are not angels but wolves ,portraying as sheep
They sucked out my soul , they stripped me of heart
The emptiness that followed took me apart
The shackles of sorrow then took me down
The fire of pain then burned me to ground
My heart was then frozen, battered and shattered
On ashes they sprinkled , and then this was paltered
The winds of time stirred it all
And gone was the pain all big and small
From ashes I rise as a Phoenix new born
A fire burning from dusk till dawn
A new found strength , a vision to keep
I can see through there skins now , the wolves ,the sheep
Strangely my journey , I've started again
My search for an angel , new strength it did gain
I am more fearless and a lot less insane.
my soul burns more Fiercely now, and only an angel's touch can ease this pain.
Ankit
