Angel Of Salvation Poem by Alexander Parra

Alone i break,
out in a cold breeze,
waiting for the only one that can make the ice in my heart melt and defreeze,
I wait night and day,
in my bed i lie awake so frozen,
with the slightest touch i might break,
wallowing in misery and to cold to cry,
I wish only to die, to be released from this immortal prison,
to live life was a vain ambition,
then as i cry out my tormenting sin,
An Angel appeared as the ice had begun to risen,
with the flame of her heart so pure and free of sin,
the tundra that had once laid covering long since forgotten ambition had disappeared with a single kiss of the goddess like Apparition,
finally freed from his icy shackles in the waste land prison they were free to leave in absolute salvation(Tear Drops)