halo hangs low

[zeekthegeek462]

imprinted and stained, my life feels so drained...
my soul is old and my skin is young,
on the roof top with the songs we sung...
the fear of being empty and the thought of being alone,
its my heart that aches from the fidget cold...
you stamped, signed, and mailed an empty envelope,
it wasnt funny, it was just a bad joke...
halo hangs so shallow around my heart, pain inside...
so tight i start to choke,
like the rings of saturn spinning round my soul...
wounded little bird, cant fly, grounded... broke.
the halo of an honest man still remains whole...

-Zzz...