'Angels Dance ' Poem by fahad alabry

Alone in the dark for hours I lie,
awaiting answers from the sky,
Angels dance while others die,
Some had their fun, and some had to cry
Wondering,
How much happiness, are they willing to buy, ?
is it worth ripping out their souls,
and bleed them dry? !


I had this need to free them
“why”
Seeing is believing, but perceptions are deceiving,

Thus the eye can be obliged to deceive the mind,

I am a heaving steed and im reaching skies,

the fire the im breathing is exceeding high,

you can try to see me, but you’l conceal your eyes!