ANGRY ANGEL
He stands in the window;
looks down on our madness...
Bare chested boy
could drown in our sadness...
For this world is dying
and angel is aching...
His world is crying
and he's not partaking...
But anger gives strength
to those who've believed...
He looks down upon me
and lust is achieved...
But the vampire dragons
of color & scream...
Awaken me from this
strangest of dreams...
Leaving us lonely;
bereft of our bliss...
The devil's own son
thought to give me a kiss.
Written By Jason Wright
OCTOBER 3, 2006