Ashley's Secret Halo
Every time I want to hide
an angel holds my hand
tells me how it will be alright
its all part of his plan
he now needs me to be tough
more now, than ever before
he sent forth his bravest angels
off into the darkness their halos soar
looking for hurt children
or mice of men
holding back tears
for no fear of dying
almost a sick twisted
pleasure towards
why do I stay
where I am not wanted
I need to be needed
an angel can see this
as she takes my pain
away with her compassion
a losing emotion known
like only she would
for in his place, just maybe
she had often stood
and now has the eyes to understand
the ugliest side that hides in man
Copyright © Bj Fard | Year Posted 2013
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