Loss

Three Angels turn their backs on me
As I lose all my innocence and originality
For merely seeing the fate of mortality
Mother, Father, what is wrong with me?
Why can’t I be the way I used to be?
At what cost can I be free?

Someone please rid me of this
So that maybe I could again feel bliss
But never again shall I hear jolly bells
Now all that’s left is an empty shell
Father, Mother, please pray tell
Can I regain something that I miss?

Please come back my Angels, I need you
I have so much to get through
Now that I don’t have you
Father in Heaven, high above
What can I do to feel your love?