ShadowPrincess163
Ambassador of Shadows
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A poem called Nightmare
As I lay me down to sleep
I pray no angels dare to weep.
Those tears are wasted on souls like mine,
Whose tattered edges rot in time.
I fly at night, on blackened wings,
With torn edges and boney frames.
These wings of mine, so hideous they be,
Sprout feathers by morn to set me free.
The sunlight shines on the pearly gates,
Closed to me, for tis my fate,
To fly along the edge of light,
Where the devil waits until the night.
Should I dare accept his deal,
My soul shall forever become sealed,
Deep within the pits of hell,
Where even angels souls have fell.
Those black feathers and darkened hearts,
Send shivers down our spines.
For we all know how evil invades,
the quiets of our minds.
As we fight for precious light,
So pure and safe and fine,
We realize that once again,
We've run out of time.
The daylight fades and hell breaks loose,
Swallowing the light.
With a silent scream I'm swallowed up.
The devil has won this fight.
So down I go,
To the pits of hell,
For yet another fight.
I pray to God that I survive for one more horrid night.
A sudden jolt wakes me up,
Bringing me alive.
I realize, in such relief,
My soul managed to survive.
The darker thoughts,
Of nightmares past,
Keeps my heart pounding fast.
With a heavy sigh and silent tears,
I lay back down to sleep.
I send a quiet prayer to God,
For even angels weep.
A poem called Nightmare
As I lay me down to sleep
I pray no angels dare to weep.
Those tears are wasted on souls like mine,
Whose tattered edges rot in time.
I fly at night, on blackened wings,
With torn edges and boney frames.
These wings of mine, so hideous they be,
Sprout feathers by morn to set me free.
The sunlight shines on the pearly gates,
Closed to me, for tis my fate,
To fly along the edge of light,
Where the devil waits until the night.
Should I dare accept his deal,
My soul shall forever become sealed,
Deep within the pits of hell,
Where even angels souls have fell.
Those black feathers and darkened hearts,
Send shivers down our spines.
For we all know how evil invades,
the quiets of our minds.
As we fight for precious light,
So pure and safe and fine,
We realize that once again,
We've run out of time.
The daylight fades and hell breaks loose,
Swallowing the light.
With a silent scream I'm swallowed up.
The devil has won this fight.
So down I go,
To the pits of hell,
For yet another fight.
I pray to God that I survive for one more horrid night.
A sudden jolt wakes me up,
Bringing me alive.
I realize, in such relief,
My soul managed to survive.
The darker thoughts,
Of nightmares past,
Keeps my heart pounding fast.
With a heavy sigh and silent tears,
I lay back down to sleep.
I send a quiet prayer to God,
For even angels weep.
