My angel ! naked, forlorn, FALLEN !!

my fallen precious angel

That voice keeps on and on

Deep in my conscious

Is it the voice of a fallen angel

Sobbing, beaten and broken

 

After the long treacherous fall

The shadows and whispers

I can hear beating wings

Have I stepped into their realm?

 

Just one moment, no stop

Look there’s a lone figure 

Slumped on the floor, dirty

Whimpering, twitching lost!

 

So alone, no one to care for

Now there’s no turning back

Bruised, beaten, bleeding

Ready to serve a new master

 

A new world of deceit and evil

Has she made the right choice?

Will this master love me?

Darkness gathers quickly

 

The sky blackens, the rain pours

Theres slight movement, a moan

I move closer, reach out to help her

I fall to my knees in the rain and mud

 

Her eyes, so dark, no soul, black

Tear stained, I touch her bloodied face

I reach a bit further to feel her broken wing

She pulls away quickly, drags herself up

 

Naked and forlorn, she looks in my eyes

Deep In my soul, my god is it me?

That’s me staring back, is my soul black

She slinks away into the shadows

 

I desperately try to search for her

Panic sets in , she may die out here

I scream for her , my lungs gasping

I cant breathe, I feel the pain

 

I feel drawn to the dark window sill

There she is perched, watching me

Seemingly so surreal , why? What?

Out of reach , just a dream , My God

 

 

 

Reviews

[Gary H]

Really enjoyed reading this. There's something very gothic and dark about whats happening which brings an air of uncertainty to the words. I keep going back to find the parts that I'm convinced are changing places on every view. You know that each could move to be the start or the end. Great work.