Evil Angel
Did I jus die or did an angel walk into the room? I said to myself as I woke up, startled.. Was it a lie? Was it a dream? Or yet another fantasy slightly extreme! Was it a memory of the past, long forgotten? Or is it just me waiting for something exciting to happen? So much there is to look forward to, as there is to forget, I lie here, confused to the core, ‘Cause there is so much happening, There’s so much to choose from, I wait for the right signals, hints to put me on to the right path, I get many, But all pointing to the one last resort, The way that’s been treaded on and left, many times before, The toughest one, but where I know my heart truly belongs…