Heaven Is Ours to Lose and Love Is Ours to Gain Poem, by Jordan Cash, at My poetic side

Last night I seen an angel in my dreams

Sweetly calling me to my grave

I was running through a forest of words

Haunted by my thoughts

I tried to escape from the magnetic pull

Life crumbling in a windmill

I fell into an uncontained rhythm

Lost in my tears flowing

My wings opened and I went soaring

Through the soft white of weeping angels

Soft rose petals falling

Trying to get back to where it went wrong

Trying to fix the broken parts of my life

I've been trying real hard to get back control

But I enter the night, I ride the ride

If only I could find my way out of the darkness

If only I could find my way

Maybe I wouldn't always die in vain

A modern boy in a modern world

Heaven is ours to lose and love is ours to gain

If only I could find my way

If only I could find my way.

Heaven Is Ours to Lose and Love Is Ours to Gain