Fallen Angel

 

 

As a man dies so does his guardian angel,

The man was murdered and his angel has failed

The death of his angel will be worse than hell,

 

Crucified and wearing a crown of thorns,

As flames scorch its body and soul

This continues until its new master is born,

 

Thus is the cycle of a Fallen Angel

 

Then the angel is freed and begins anew,

It was there when she drew its first breath

And it protected and guided her as she grew,

 

It was there when she felt like her life was hell,
During the rough times of her parents’ death
Through her abusive relationship as well,

It always comforted her when she felt alone,
Showed her the light when she was lost in the dark
And always showed her the way home,

But no one is perfect and lives forever,

She lived a long life filled with pain and little joy

Yet when she died her angel lost one more feather,

 

And once more its punishment is worse than hell,

It wears the crown and the flames scorches it’s soul

Thus this is the cycle of a fallen angel.

 

                                            By:

                                            Alex Beneke