Lost Angel

I was sitting in the deep and dreary

Dark, of a star filled sky when it came

The news so dark and horrid it left him

Speaking weakly, his voice softly squeaking

As he spoke, light trickled from his eyes

It was the first time I had seen him cry

He broke down, but you still know not why

I shall tell you, if I may, please delay

He met her at a place I dare not say

But their friendship did grow day by day

Soon love was evident to all in her

Presence, but she seemed to slip away

Now he comes with the blues, to state his news

His Raven-haired angel left a note

Upon which she deftly but sadly wrote

She felt her life was useless, just a nuisance

So she has gone where he cannot go to

'Cus he doesn't believe in life after death

And well I must say, any of the rest

Now I council him, but he still may die

The news was great in our circle of friends

But most of you still will not know it yet

This "Lost Angel", who showed the effect

Of a suicide on a lover's mind

This is my entire story, bye and bye.