Letting Teardrops Poem by Ianne de Angel

Where are the heroes
Of my destiny?
I keep feling dolorous
As you keep with your irony
I can't stop letting teardrops

Where are the angels
Of my sanity?
I keep in my hazels
Waiting for a brevity
Waiting for someone decide I shouldn't be here

I keep dissapearing in my drug
Always lock in an old love
I keep wishing for stars colide
Because maybe I'll be beside
Beside my wraith cosuming my faith
As I can't stop letting teardrops