An angel with her broken wings.(Poem)

An angel with her broken wings.

Sitting here alone,
watching all the people go by.
The angel had once taking its chance
to become something with someone.
Now it is all bittersweet dreams
of a covetous blood pumping heart.

What have i done?
The fallen angel said to itself,
while the razor sharp pain ravaged through her soul.
In her svelte hands lay her bloody broken wings,
which had been ripped of with powerful love.
No way back home.

Wandering in the dark,
hiding and sneaking around like a stalker,
while she followed her true love.
He just stood there, a few centimeters
the thought of touching him was so damn irresistible.

But even though she wished so much to touch him with her whole soul,
she was afraid of her touch would shatter everything.
She kept watching,
Saw him shone brighter than the most beautiful dark moon.
His eyes shone with pure hopeless love.
So beautiful he was,
he was kind of an angel in her eyes.

She realized that she was a hopeless romantic,
with her unreleased lunatic love.
What now? How could she even move on?
The love in his eyes was never meant for her,
and she had never seen a stronger powerful love before in his eyes.
Shameful she felt.
How could she allow herself to wish being with him.
When it is clear than death, that he is much more better off
with the white princess of the sea.

Tears running down from her cheeks,
which slowly felled down on the broken wings.
She was stuck here, forever.
The only thing she could do was standing by,
and see him grow in the godlike light of the princess.

Then the angel eyes saw, the things that human couldn't see.
She saw the heavy chains, binding him, corrupting him.
Even though his soul reached for the princess,
the darkness, which the angel and only a little bit of himself was only aware of,
kept him in his nightmare away from the princess.

The angel couldn't let him be alone fighting with this,
she wanted with her whole heart see him happy,
and not in bittersweet misery like herself.
So instead of being in the concealing dark,
She ran out to him and became a guardian angel,
she whispered things in his ear.
Trying to enliven him,
Trying to help him.
Trying to unleash him from it.

And until the angel's heart stopped pumping vital blood
she kept watching like a guardian angel
and she died with a happy smile on her stonecold face.