The Voices From Above
By deviousgirl
Sitting in a room, all alone in my thoughts. Playing to my own song. I was beside myself with grief, but they all told me to smile. Playing my own song, I heard the angels from above. Their voices set me to peace, and I was filled with wonder and awe. I thought they were coming for me. Coming to save me from the trenches of the world. Their beautiful voices stole away my sorrows. And they filled my heart with promise. The voices came lower, and I was warmed by them. I could almost feel their arms around me. I stopped playing my song . . . and the voices stopped too. I waited for them to come, but silence filled the space. I waited, and waited, and then I knew. The voices weren't for me. They weren't coming to save my soul. They were gone, and I wanted to cry!!! Because, I was still stuck on earth. The angels didn't want me, and here I am. It only affirms that I have a purpose. It only promises another day. It only says, that for today I've been spared. The angels took the one next to me, and now They run in the Promise Land. Here I am, still living my new day, and playing to my own song. Written November 16th, 2001 © on Nov 16 2001 10:21 AM PST 18 • 0 • 12
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"Sitting in a room, all alone in my thoughts...."