My Dark Angel.... with a choice......
Every day… pain….
Everywhere I look…. Darkness….
Your image is forever carved in my brain….
I open my mouth to breathe….. but the air only chokes me….
I slowly slip in and out of blacking out….
I hear screaming…. I look up and there is someone standing over me…… his face is dark and mysterious…. His hair is dark and flowing…..
He slowly picks me up off of my death bed….
He reaches his hand and starts walking…… I follow…. He leads me to a place I’ve never known…. It is a house…. And there is a baby…..
He looks at me and explains why I am here…..
“You have a choice. I am giving you a second chance at life, Here you are at the very beginning” he said…
Sometimes…. What you need is a second chance……
Should I forever be haunted by his face or should I restart my life and do everything over again….
I look up at my Dark Angel.. And I accept….
I thank him and he walks away…. Never to be seen again……
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