An angel with a little hole in her heart

There’s no moon on the sky tonight.
There is no light, only clouds.
So dark, and mourn.
I see a deep big black hole,
when happiness leave without a trail.
Taking the peace along.

“Hey, did you weep for those?“
I asked an angel that sit in the dark.
An angel with a little hole in her heart,
starring at the sky, but an empty eyes.
“I no longer know what home is…“, she said.

Stop!
Please, I beg.
I feel your sadness slithering inside,
suppressing my rib, I hardly breath.
I loose visual, I loose aural.
All dimmed..

She lies on the ground,
when my head reach the solid soil.
She cries..
I die..