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I am in love with a creature, hidden deep in my soul. A dark mood that tears a strong heart, in two, I wonder, if that creature will love me too? But, wise my heart is, it always falls for something wrong and kills me a little. As I smoke my life away, I do not know where early morning mist will, lead me. I am mysterious, for the walls, I have built will never let me be, the same again. I have seen an angel in a dream, I had once, and it made me Die. To grab a soft had and trace the footsteps into a light, I had no way of knowing anything, and my Heart know something magical, when I look at Him, smoking and drinking and looking at the Girls with red lipstick caked on, He was the only one with a welcoming name and a handshake-and that smile, could send your feelings into oblivion. He left me with a caring feeling, only Poetry had left me with, and I liked that feeling of it settling in my Heart, even though it was cracked, broken He led me back to a feeling of, "maybe," and "Hope" and I and not talking about God, but a Boy-