it would be so easy for me
if I could learn to hate you.
But you linger with smiles.
Still playing the white knight.
When I am seconds from paril.
At my worst you stand,
to remind me of my good heart.
I wish I could hold my anger,
feel that black feeling.
let it take over you.
But when I am bloody,
and on my knees.
having let myself down.
There you are,
hand ready for me.
A fellow survivor from hell.
It might noe be the same,
but its then I know;
I cannot hate you.
that I owe you no anger.
at my worst I am still
You're Angel.
hidden from eyes
and with that
I can say honestly
but only to myself
I love you.