Guardian Angel
I have a little angel who upon my shoulder lies
She tells me stories about heaven, it has golden peaceful skies
I have a little angel, she is always bright and gay
And when i’m sad or feeling down she takes the pain away
One day, I saw a glowing light upon my silver screen
A dearest friend had sent me words that had remained unseen
I opened up the template, expecting pure elation
But woe is me the only words were ones of devastation
They told me I was worthless and I saw that it was true
And now I realize what they say is very far from new
Without my little angel I am lost and I can see
The silence in his golden eyes when I asked him if he loved me
I am screaming for my angel when I know there isn’t time
Her crystal eyes are turning black, pale hands reaching out for mine
She’s sprawled out on her back, stare as vacant as a cave
She is dreaming for a chance to help the one she couldn’t save
I take the hope in silver steel and put it right between my eyes
Going with my little angel
I hope she’s right about the skies
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