his angel

i witre this for a firend that has the life of his life and he found get it cuz of wat his is going tho

How can you be here when you are lost in yourself looking for a way out?
I'v tried everything so one person, just one, could hear me crying out for help.
These days days  going by slowly. every second feels like am hour. my soul breaks a found its way to you, my angel.
 Let our souls becomes as one as we flies the skies as one

Reviews

[Patrick Henry]

You write in a most curious Love. My sister, before she died, would write things such as what you have done here. It sounded selfless, open-minded, and actual what her Love meant to others. Even if they did not know how to express it the way she had anticipated, she would make room for their hearts to explore and affect. You're beautiful... This has all those feelings I had after High school, wondering why the most special of my friends were not seeing how important they were to this world and me, dying before me in their little tragedies. One by one, they had all become "accidental" angels until they walked off this wicked rock!! It feels selfish of me to bring up my past and almost make "light" of what I have been through in this mind of conditioning and reaction around me. I have written that I have found my favorite tree, and without explaining the obvious parts of what that means, I feel bad because reading how you express yourself about this one person in your life is amazing to me. I do not know such things in my life. If I have, I was too clueless to see it as such. I wish I HAD seen it. *Big Hugzz* Beautiful, Lacy.... xoxox -Mark

[poems with feeling]

sorry to hear about your sister its hard to lost best friend in life. I s one my self went i fall fall then the angle come back told me why are you here let angone your mush better then this i know you better then you know your self and know yout stonge then these be leave in your self ever went you dont feel like it and ever thing will work out in the end

[Patrick Henry]

It is much more comforting to read something beautiful like what you have written and shared with me, to make it easier as time goes on. : ) *Big Hugzz* My step-mom filled the house with all angles when Kim died. We didn't sing anymore, didn't talk about Kim without crying, and I didn't have the ability to read something like your poem to help my mind heal. My mom died two years later and my dad thinks it was because of a broken heart. We spread my sister's ashes and she comes back to me in some dreams and in poems like this. Thank You for your beautiful heart to reach mine when I need you. : ) Your last line in your poem is gorgeous.... : ) She was, also, the one who started me on writing my xo's. lol She told me that they were adorable and growing up around 16 girls made it feel normal to me!! : ) xoxox -Your Mark

[poems with feeling]

your are most welcome mark

[Patrick Henry]

: ) xoxo

[Hello, Goodbye]

A recurring feeling that surely before I have felt..

[Ashley Myers]

aww its so sweet!!

[astoundinglyattractive]

agree with blue. beautiful, emotional, powerful- but i would suggest instead of:
"Let our souls becomes as one as we flies the skies as one", you should do:
"Let our souls becomes as one as we flies the skies together"

[Call Me Blu]

Your name doesn't lie, this is very emotional. I liked it alot, but in the last line you used one twice, for some reason that bothers me, hmmm.....ah well, nice job anyway:)

[{A}shley {B}lack @-;-]

I can feel the emotion emitting from this piece I really liked this well done I know you put pure emotion into this hun the plea element is something that is really the most powerful part to this piece well done I know this must have been hard to write keep them coming and I hope your friend hangs in there