Georgia Peaches's blog: "Poems"

My Guardian Angel

The darkness of the room is too much for me to hold
Deep inside, I feel so alone.
Deep inside, I’m dying, slowly.
Wanting to be free, but never letting any get closely.
Impossible it is.
To be free again.
In this darkness that has me imprisoned.
I close my eyes, fighting the tears
Fighting away all of my fears.
The razor shines into the night
Making me shiver in fright.
The edge starts to pull itself into my skin
I can’t help but to succumb to this sin.
A tear betrays my subtle eyes
As I slowly begin to cry.
From behind me I hear a voice
Something so angelical, I had no choice
I turned to see a figure so beautiful
The one who had told  me that this was no suitable.
In my dreams I had seen her,
Guarding me, protecting me, making me believe her.
A higher power was suddenly in the room,
The blood dripping to the floor, sealing my doom.
I had to believe that it was fate.
That I was going to die, it was too late.
Her hands wrapped around mine to stop the bleeding
I couldn’t tell but she was hardly breathing.
Her face was that of an angel, beautiful and sweet.
I had never seen anything more gorgeous to me.
Her eyes were deep blue, almost green
They looked like that of the beautiful sea.
She was dressed all in white
That’s how I knew
She would never leave my side, even if I didn’t tell her the truth.
A glorious figure, yes indeed.
My Guardian Angel.
Keeping me safe and free.