I saw him waking down the street
Saying; I’m at your feet
But his days were still cold and grey
I saw him crying for love
It was what I always thought of
But he was dead so deep inside
He crossed the other dark side,
The hopeless side…

He looked at me with empty eyes
Saying I just live this hell
And I didn’t know what to tell
My soul always cries
For those empty reasons to go on
Though I have no shoulder where I cry on
But it’s not so bad
It is not so mad.

No angels in the sky
To save me from this punishment
No wings to try to fly
To escape, I just live this moment…

I had nothing when I could
But I always thought it was good
Time has passed so fast
But I’ve been the last
To know life is short to pass by
That golden sky
But now I just say good-bye.

Edgar John Jackson

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/no-angels-in-the-sky/