Demonic Angel

Shivers run all throughout my body, my knees get weak, as if i can't support myself up, tears still tamed inside, screams wanting to desperately come out. Yet I hear nothing, I hear nothing but the cars, and chuckles of everyone else around me. I envy their happiness. I wish I was happy.

I sit on a step wondering where it'll all lead to, wondering if anyone cared, if all of the sudden i disappeared. Wondering if anyone would realize what I was going through. There is no one, no one to talk to. No one I can trust, no one that will respect my thoughts, and my feelings.

Black tears run down my eyes, as I tried to write in my journal today, shavkng hysterically with anxiety, I almost lit the pen instead of the cigarette, my ignorance didn't help, it only made me even more pathetic.

No warmth anymore, no security, no hope, just faith that keeps me standing. And one day I know the lord will save me, one day he'll pick me up realizing that no one else can. So i sit and wait till the days comes for an angel to save me.