Three Angels

[safyre993]

They say the possiblities are endless,
That every choice is a test,
And every right one you make is best
And those that are not are ones to detest.

I was always told to be myself,
That no matter what, I must stay true,
I was told, "I believe in you"
But to believe in myself, I don't have a clue.

I take into consideration,
All the things that I know
But I don't know friend from foe,
I can't decide, this is so.

This is what I know:

I know to do as I am told,
I know to warm up, when I'm cold,
I know when to be scared and when to be bold.

I see the suffering and heartaches
I see the sorrow and the pain,
I know what's left to remain
I know there was once love in vain.

Attached to me are three small things
One is faith in time to pass
That some things stay, and some won't last
And all good things leave to fast

Second, there's this angel called Hope
She embraces me in times of fallen
When sorrow comes to me calling,
She raises me as I am falling.

Third is one too confusing,
In the form of a soaring white-winged dove,
They say it's something I'm deserving of,
They call my heart beating love.

And as I bleed on the dirty ground,
I recall my three angel's light,
And know that I will put up a fight,
That I too, will soon shine bright.