A/N: Before I get stuck with the credit for this, listen carefully. I DID NOT write this. I can't do poetry. Never could. This was written by a friend, who is in denial about his own skills. He can write wicked awesome poetry, and will never admit to it, for reasons unknown. I know, he's an idiot, right? Yes, well, he wouldn't make his own account, and I got instructions to post this for him. Read & Review!

I can’t believe I’ve been touched by an angel
With snow white wings and a bright golden halo
Tears of salt water like rain washing away
Previous memories flowing away in the night.
A sliver of the past can cut like a knife
Sharpened and exaggerated the dread returns
Cutting the soul and rendering it helpless
Unable to resist the torment of reality
Overflowing in kindness a simple word
Rejuvenating the soul, love can go so far
Past memories and horrors all fade away
Forget about your life before, live for today.
Shattering like glass, dreams upon your mind
Scarring, tormenting, tearing your thoughts
But there is a saviour from the torment..
The Angel is still watching…