Dying Angel Poem by EMMA Funnell

Her Spirit cries out for justice,
Her soul cries out for war no more.
Her heart seeks perfect harmony,
As she lies dying on the floor.
A happy ending she had hoped,
To live her life to the full.
All the dreams she had you stole,
You threw her away like an old broken ball.
She thought she had felt the worst pain,
But you proved her so very wrong.
Her wounds will mend but her mind remains broken,
In this world she will no longer belong.
She longs for peace and love,
To carry on in her name.
She silently cries as the light turns to black,
An angel she shall remain.
Her spirit is flying to the heavens now,
Her soul will shine forever more.
Her heart has now stopped beating,
As she lies dead on the floor.