Sunday, July 7, 2013

poem for my fallen angel friend

Her hair was blonde and yellow like gold and her personality screamed in her eyes
but i swear that when i see her
i only see someone falling and looking for a place to grab
she fell into highschool
she fell into depression
she fell in and out of relationships
i used to think she had bad balance but i realize she’s jumping, not tripping
like she was skydiving from a life to her nightmares
she spilled her fears in with her hair dye and let others see her monsters on her face but she hid them under makeup
so i swear, i was the only one who saw her rip her halo off and throw it away like a frisbee
i’m just glad i caught it in time
I once called her friend but i saw scars in her mascara and wondered if she was dying
or just crying
but no one can cover up bullet holes
with blush
so there were times when you could see the cracks in her mask
she plastered an image to her face
so tight i swear that when the light hit it, it almost looked real
but an angel is always an angel so when i saw her come in with cut marks on her face
and a prescription in her hand, i wondered why she would gladly give up the right to fly
I was with her when we both were idiots and grabbed onto an escape, because i was sick of seeing people in pain, and she was just sick
but we both fell that day the difference is i stopped and tried to extend a hand but at that point i realized she was falling with a smirk on her face like she enjoyed sinking down
she pretended to be fine but she was never quite the same after that day
I learned then that we dont live in movies or television because life is more like a lullaby than a box of chocolates
and she must have been singing ring around the rosy by herself because she fell down
If she ever hears this,
i imagine she’ll hate me because she has begun to enjoy living while falling
she tethers herself but wont ever pull the rip-chord
it hurt to much to see you give up being an angel,
so i wrote you this poem to tell you
that when your ready,
i can give you your halo back and you can pick up those wings again and fly back up
you are stronger than most
and you can stop falling and start flying but first, you have to remember the difference

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