A riddleSting of needleSnap of rubberBitter taste of pills I takeCould you help me solve this riddle?Else I'll end up six feet underDirt and grass above my head
AloeGreen leaves pointing upSmall white dots and thorns uponIn a brown pot grows
Do you?Bitter tasteand yet so sweetif you like it this waySmooth and wethot or coldwhite or blackOpens your eyesbut can as well close themPressure running in my veinsfasterfasteras it passes throughSome need itSome don'tSome like itSome don'tDo you?
An OrderRay of lightBlueBlue like your eyesYour faceYour armorYouAnd suddenly every single meterThat appear between usSeems like light yearsEven more than ever beforeBut I runI can feel your gaze on my backI can feel your sorrowAnd it hurts double more then mine own"I'll be back""To you"I force myself to believeAfter allYou gave me an order
My AngelMy AngelFallenHurtBetrayedWings perishedBurnedGroundedYou sacrificed so muchFor meFor usI don't know whyHow I deservedAll you have doneAnd I don't knowHow to thank youMy AngelMy familyThe one who gripped me tightAnd raised me prom perditionI knowI ask for muchBut you're still hereWith meWith usMy AngelI need you