Too Many Angels

Theres too many Angels in this room
For an original sinner like me.
Too many times Ive been impaled
By my mediocrity.
So many wounds that I cant cover
With illusions of peace.
Too many secrets in my mind
That my eyes wont let me keep.

Too many Angels.

In this cavern I have hewn
From your sacred ground
The pebbles come tumbling,
Rumbling, stumbling down.
I only watch the shadows pass
Of those who dare not tread
Tend my bleeding
To be sure that I am not dead.


Too many Angels in this room
For an original sinner like me.

Its not my sorrow that holds me captive
Its not even your own greed
Its not the blade of the words
In the way you say you need.

Its my weathered little tool
Leaves me silent
Leaves me empty
In this wretched slippery pool.

Theres just too many Angels in this room
For an original sinner like me

Too many Angels

 

Author's Note

Rebuilding the collection I had before the loss here, what two years ago?? I've just barely decided it might be worth the effort. So this is another early ...