like an angel,
with it's wings spreaded high
like a lost soul,
I wonder above on the sky
with nothing to hide,
and nothing to die for
I'm all alone,
in front of me are only closed door
no hand of salvation,
no grace or redemption
not living or dead
up above,
neither the blood is red,
there is no love
like a lost angel
i will always be
with noone to talk to
except me...

fallen angel

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/lost-angel-3/