The Angel Of Deceit

I am alone,

The death of trust has come.

All the lies!

All the deciet!

Another sleepless night,

Another painful death.

Change was my fait.

Change not always for the best.

I can't trust!

I can't think!

I lay here dead.

Dead because you cursed me.

Cursed by a demon!

A demon whom once was an ANGEL!

The angel of DECEIT!

Reviews

[Wildecat]

Great write, really enjoyed reading this poem.