Even My Angels Couldn'T Save Me Poem by Midnight W

This safe haven has now become my prison. I'm trapped in the destitute you left me in.
I've done everything possible in order to move on, yet it seems I become more connected to the memories of you. How is it I fell into a love so unbreakable that not even seven women could pull me away from you.

My soul is heavy, taking on water, watch me sink below. My hand outstretched for the light, but this sea of darkness is pulling me under. My lungs fill and my mind at last finds its peace. Now I'm living in a numbing bliss. Nothing and no one can reach me and neither can I. The first time in my life I've given up hope, so what then is left, my final destruction?

As I lay in my bed I pray for the angels to take me away. Their golden bodies so beautiful, and peaceful wings shelter me from my own demons. Her face is pasted upon each one. They float above me just inches away. I'm so laden with this grief and broken heart, that even my angels couldn't save me.