quarta-feira, 3 de outubro de 2007

Fallen Angel

During all these years, I imagined I was an angel. Yep, those with big white feathered wings that help people and bring hope. And sometimes people called me this way, angel...

Now, I know the truth. If I were an angel, it was a long time ago. Today, I'm a fallen angel. No more happiness, no more hope. I've made people I love to suffer. And everything I wanted was to make it right, to be good. I've wasted all my years in an illusion.

I know one thing. I can't be here anymore. Can't make them suffer again. I was not supposed to exist, and my existance hurted people a lot.

I know another thing. I won't be here for a long time. No, I won't give up my life. But my time is coming. At least, I won't take anyone with me. Because, you know, fallen angels don't go to very beautiful places.

All the messages I had here were erased. Soon, my other messages will be erased as well. And all other information about me will be gone. That can be good. I've destroyed many things, stepped on flowers and made people lose their joy. These things aren't to be remembered.

I'm sorry what I did. I didn't mean to. Enjoy your lives. I will try to enjoy mine.

I'm going to start running...

So be it!

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