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Fallen Angel

Fallen Angel 

September will always be remembered 
it will always give me  nightmare of he
who haunts me in darken dreams
I can remember his eyes, 
they where like cold dagger
that pierce right through my soul
on that cold dark september night 
where Dark Angel took hold of my life
his arcane knowledge is very deep
he study everything about me 
so he thinks anyways 
but it did make him a legend
because he had always had the ability 
to make all his admirers look like a fool
he was and is good at making traps for others to fall in
when he is at what he does best 
playing with peoples minds most of the time
he makes me feel I am no longer  safe 
I could only feel fear and emptiness
my life seems so out of touch 
even my winters are so much colder 
where lonelinesshas made a home
I always seem to have conflict with  Dark Angel 
most of the time while he plays his mind  games 
where I feel so Lost in consumed of bitterness of his hate  
it's like we are always on the battle field
But tonight became silent 
so silent like Death 
I could see him staring deep into my soul
I could feel my own blood vessels form its network 
between my arteries and veins flood in coldness
like he is manipulating my body 
my mind like a virus of true evil
I search for the inevitable light of what is  right 
the kindness is what my heart holds
But Dark Angel stole my heart and soul  sometime ago
it was on that cold September night
that gave me so much fright for my life
now I'm standing with him in the garden of sin 
where the hearts are torn 
where life has been nothing but a bloodshed memory
where the music of sin is playing in the hearts of evil 
Dark Angel had knew what he was going to do 
twilight of lust in Dark Angels eyes that stalks out my life 
where I feel deep pains running down my spine 
Oh, Dark Angels manipulative and jealousy brings on
his bloodshed rage of his darken ways
this pain he is given to me is so painful it is bring down rain 
that seems to never go away 
I drop to my knees begging please not me 
Now that I am trap into Dark Angel world of dreams
I ask when will I get my wings?
because what I am is a fallen angel with broken wings
Dark Angel will never set me free . 

Poetic Judy Emery

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Date: 9/24/2017 10:19:00 PM
A nice poem expressing the yearning for freedom from darkness ... Enjoyed reading ...
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