Son of The Morning

Dear Beloved One 

with Heaven's light,
burning behind my eye.
I think I have had enough
of
your venomous good-byes.

Allow me to DEMONstrate
how foul it is to play
with other's hearts
and other's faiths
when you never planned to stay.

Could I sing my song
for the FALLEN hero
I used to know;
Who's lie follows me
everywhere I go?

If those hymns still
dwelled inside
 this love-sick heart of mine
then I'd sing my song to death
so loud,
he'd take me home tonight.

No

I'm trapped 

with only skeletons
of shallow thoughts and
useless dreams
about an angel 

who took my love
and then abandoned me.