A poem written by an unknown force

I was possessed during one of my classes, so I wrote this.

The rain is falling on the world
Useless tears from heaven above
A painful vision stares back at him
Through a veil of water
A small soft flower reaches out for him
Whose soul is frozen by the tears
A pain he will not speak of holds him back
From hearing truth from any else

And yet the flower still speaks

The memories are only his alone
All others known not of the truth
A feeling of uselessness surrounds
Coming from the past
A kind sweet child smiles for him
Whose trust in himself is shattered
The thought of being useless holds him back
From showing a true smile to any else

And yet the child still knows

The song played by a violin is sweet
It speaks of hidden sowrrows
He holds her memeories close
To his ever kind heart
A foolish selfless traveler cries for him
Who was once abandoned and cannot say
The want for her to love him holds him back
From showing pain to any else

And yet the traveler still remembers

The heart is frozen like ice
An eye that cannot see
The one who melted the ice is gone
her heart was broken and sick
A sweet young girl answers for him
Whose nature is cold and still
The pain she had holds him back
From understanding any else

And yet the girl still sings....

The one who is the master
The one who holds the binds
Also is bound and cann't leave
So he pulls them forcefully back
The angel who tried to reach out
Tp smile, to cry, to sing
He pulled away her loving wings
He strangled her in his grasp

And yet she still goes on
To try and break the chains
For the one drenched in eavenly tears
For the one trapped by hopelessness
For the one whose heart is frozen
And even for him
The one who broke her wings

She is a true angel, a child, a traveler, a flower.

End