Angel (My Mother) Poem by Ianne de Angel

Just more one drop
Could be a relieve to the past
I'm bygone in pain every second
But I was in sure that I'll forget him really fast

My addiction changed a simple wish
In something that would be possessive
Something that no one could see as a sick
Moved on a front as something radioactive

'Wasn't my ittention be as I am
So impossible, so foul
It's not something that I can
But something deep in my soul'

Now the mystic angel in my wall
Can keep me going from impurity to heaven
The same angel put me up when I fall
The only one who can erase a maltreatment

Beautiful angel
Just keep alive in caress
Just keep with me in loneliness
You are as a mother to me...