I'm walking through a forest br of pitch black darkness. br It is set aflame, turned to br blood red flame. br The pitch black darkness symbolizes my br depression. br The blood red flame represents my pain br and my anger. br I am surronded br on all sides. br In a hazy swirl of red and black. br The blackness slowly suffocates, br the flame burns my flesh br with intensity. br Until I die. br But instead br of being granted br the cold arms of death. br I awaken with black angel wings br under the same pitch black forest br that my life was ended in. br Now I fly between the trees, br that I once walked under, br of suffering and lost lives br with my black angel wings. br Watching as others br are befallen with the same fate br that I was given. br I cannot help. br I cannot even call out in warning br with my black angel wings. br Until I wake up br and realize my heart br still beats fainlty. br And my black angel wings are gone.