Questioning our angels

Have you ever taken a minute to question yourself, your choices, or even your soul?

There are no angels, only those who fight the demons that dare face the light.

The demons that cast shadows on the brightest of rays. The demons who never let someone feel the lights' engulfing warmth. Demons that consume a child's a life and births true evil.

Then there are "guardian angels" who are the souls who are brave enough to fight them. Those are the only souls that we trust to save us from ourselves. So what does that make us? who does that make us? are we ourselves the very thing that we fear? When did we become the shadows we were taught to run from?

How can we expect our "angels" to save us when we aren't ready to our refuse to save ourselves? Why not save ourselves and become our own guardians