dim the lights in your room
until your vision goes dark
let me tell you a story
how the angel drowned my spark
i went to a faraway land
filled with gold and milk and honey
in search of my life’s vices
wasting more of time and money
not knowing of their words and culture
i strive to understand
wanting to be like them
i try to comprehend
but they will always treat me different
they could never perceive me whole
i am left alone to feed
the hunger of my soul
until one day when she arrived
upon the heavens above
a fallen angel at my feet
to hold, to move, to love
but i not know the ways of love
as she smiles at a blank face
i cower my head down to hide
the isles of hidden disgrace
i am not a man worthy of gifts
yet she is wrapped in silk
in front of me a shining star
that sparkles the skin of milk
words were exchanged and understood
unlike the land of vices
i slowly detached myself from greed
and followed her advises
i became prepared to flee
and i was prepared to fly
leaving the innocence of my journey
beyond this sinful land’s sky
but the angel was nowhere in sight
and she never came back again
the life she led me, full of hope
only to falter in the end
i never knew what the meaning
why she was but never will
how temporary an entity is such
the angel never stood still
i then left this wretched land
and went back to before i wandered
i now asked myself who i am
but my question was never answered
and then i realized the whole truth
what the angel took away
my sight, my words, and my innocence
without my spark, i was astray
whatever i had i can never bring back
and so i could only move on
i walk to the next faraway land
in search of the hope beyond
and so my journey goes on
as i make another mark
i will never ever forget
how the angel drowned my spark