Fallen (poem)
A little poem I had in my mind. One of the few I've written in English.
I am a fallen angel
My tears are so long dry
My wings are burnt with fire
Forever I shan't fly.
I cannot stand up straight
In broken glass I kneel
The burden of my life
So hopeless makes me feel.
Abysmal is my fate
There is no coming bliss
And thus I will abate
My life I shall not miss.