Dark Angel

Far away
All alone
Kneels a figure

Known as Dark Angel
His wings are stitched
To one another

For he can not fly
He lost his way
To where he was going

He stays
In the graveyard
Full of regret

He sees
A grave
That has his name

His family comes
Gathers round
As they lay gifts

He touches
His sisters shoulder
But it goes

Right through her
Its been a year
Since that night

That he killed himself
He walks along
A broken path

With his heart
Torn to bits
She killed him with one word


Broken