Rapture Poem by lilibeth tello

loneliness seems to kiss me goodnight
as time empties the wounds falling incomplete
as nothing compared such a devastating
heart of despair as my prayers once led me
into a cleansed out sunrise that purchased
a new Halo falling just a bit short again;
and now it seems that I am bleeding
myself to death even when your laughter
gets louder for no just cause.

something told me to try to belive in
yet another falling tear falling down
my face again as I stumbled away back into
more wasted dried out sunsets waiting
for me to feel another wing falling off;
just to compromise a promise once said
in a twilight that dripped its Soul away
for good this time around.

and not even a sound could bear
such hurt that dread another waking
moment such as mine that ended abruptly as
the achingness confessed itself into yet
another sorrow trying to see if tomarrow
could keep drawing back into its sadness
that seemed to last forever for me.

I use to hold onto a Light that once
seemed to distance itself farther
away from me;
and in my younger days of trying to
live for something meant living for
held onto a heart that use to belive
more than its pain could ever find him
digging his own grave at midnight.

and today I turned a little bit colder
than I expected to as every feeling
I ever knew blew themselves into the
wind again; just so I wouldn't have
to know how low I've really gone
into a new set of wings trying to
rapture me back up to Heaven
again where I don't even belong