To the heavens I cry,

I just need the answer,

Tell me why,

The tears are burning,

Down my cheek,

These vile memories ,

Are making me weak,

I’m scraping my knees,

On the ground,

To pray to you,

Make me sound,

Hold my body,

To your chest,

Lay me in your arms

For my mind to rest,

Angel’s hymns,

Are softly whispered,

As the eyes of darkness,

Begin to glister,

My hands are bleeding,

From my grip on life,

Knowing it could be stolen,

By evil’s knife,

Through a riddle,

Of a demon’s rhyme,

I yell back,

It’s not my time…