The Light
Down from the sky the angel comes
Walking around the outskirts of these woods
The joy emitting out from her soul
Illuminating the things around her
But not all things around her can be illuminated
By her light no matter how bright it is
The light that draws others to her
That mesormizes all that see it
Is unseeable by those within these woods
The pathetic person that lives in those woods
Trying to look out at the angel
To see her beautiful face her long flowing hair
But that is something he will probably never see
For he is trapped in those dark woods
The only individual that still has hope of escape
The only one whose soul hasnt been beaten down
The only pathetic soul to still cling to the hope of escape
That soul though will never get to see the light of the angel
Never get to see any of her wonderful traits
No matter how hard he fights
No matter how much he struggles
The angel brightens everything around her
Except that poor twisted soul
Made to suffer for all eternity