Angel Smith Biography

Roses grow redder
Her eyes violent blue
As they tear apart the nothing
That meant everything to you
...

Life is a prison,
Oh God let me out.
No one to listen,
To hear when you shout.
...

Harsh words & violent blows
Hidden secrets nobody knows
Eyes are open, hands are fisted
Deep inside I'm warped & twisted
...

I'm swimming all alone in a pool of darkness
and I feel like darkness is slowly pulling me under
I yell for help but no one is there to hear it
I begin to see the water at eye level
...

She is lonely
Even though you can't tell
She is reaching out
For what, she doesn't know
...