One Winged Angel

There is so much to learn,
 you understand so little. 
In my word, listen when we all. 
My feet are shaking 
and I have left the ground.
I’ll behave to the end, 
your fading now. 
They want me for who I am.
 I’ll be back from the dead. 
I’ll smoke this last cigarette in her name. 
She won’t [bad word] back from her grave. 
This world has been connected. 
Tied to the darkness that lies within. 
This is the end for you my dear. 
I’ll tear your heart out for them to share. 
But, when all hope is lost 
and dead and gone.
You’ll see yourself in me
staring in the empty mirror. 
She is empty. She is empty inside. 
Desperate words fall from desperate mouths.