A n g e l

I am paralyzed, stung by poison.

I am left behind as the world travels on.

I am cold, as life flashes before my eyes.

I become a waterfall and no one can hear my cries.

I am disconnected, like a ghost, alone day by day.

I am forgotten just as memories fade away.

I am dead, released from the pull of gravity and drawn towards the light.

I become warm as God holds me in his arms tight.

I am fulfilled, completely whole; it's hard to define.

I become an angel, a pure being of some kind.

--Please tell me if you like it in a review. I'm an aspiring writer and I really would like critique/constructive criticism, whatever.

This has been re-edited. I took everyone's reviews into consideration and I fixed the one line as well as other parts. Hopefully, it sounds better now.