Anthony Nutter Poet Rhyme

Angels Cried

Spiritual beings taking flight
A soul left void, without hope
Darkness devours internal light
 Sliding to hell on a slippery slope

Plans are made for annihilation
Fear becoming a permanent guest
 Walking a path toward extermination
Left alone, on this unholy quest

Angels, turned away and cried
As the child’s spirit slowly died

Trembling hands caress the knife
To the sadist, I'm tightly entwined
 A single path, will end my strife
As latent memories haunt my mind

Every night, reliving my anguish
Haunting laughter, piercing screams
 Monster, that can never be vanquished
Residing permanently in my dreams

Angels, turned away and cried
As the child’s spirit slowly died

Slowly my knife crosses each wrist
 Eyes growing heavy, heart slowing
Finally I'll be free of my antagonist
The blood eventually quits flowing

Familiar hands, tying familiar knots
Rough hands branding my young skin
Killing myself such a foolish thought
In the clutches of the sadist once agin

The Angels, turned away and cried
Knowing my eternal fate, when I died

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Debbie Duncan October 23, 2015 at 1:13 AM Awesome write Anthony, I have one called The angels cried. ( not posted here) But not on this subject. I remember you wrote on this subject before though. I do have a few on this subject. One is called Life, if you choose to read it :)

James Marshall Goff March 5, 2013 at 12:37 PM intense, AJ.....well done, jimbo

Sara Kendrick January 30, 2013 at 1:37 PM Sad that this does happen and it needs to stop with this generation and let there be a new world..Tornado watch here..Sara

Harry Horsman January 29, 2013 at 3:46 AM Hi Anthony, this is amazing poetry,, and very important too, the fact that you write (and it needed writing) poetry such as this will send messages to many, probally having problems with their own situation....this is wonderful poetry in it's own right...and a sign not all is lost.. the subject matter is straight to the point, which makes you the poet even more remarkable.... I'm no psychiatrist Anthony, but i do love poetry, and what you write moves me.. keep on writing mate it is that good