Hell's Angel
Angel Saga IV



Hell created an Angel;

I'm trying to convince myself of things I don't believe
myself.
Slowly becoming something I am not.
Wanting change,
Wanting it so blindly I don't care what I change into.
I used to think I was an angel.

I am that Angel

If so I must be the darkest angel there is.
An angel of pain, and passion.
"Tell me when to begin"
Instead of wings I have shadows.
I do not walk. I fly. I burn,
I tell you it's all ok,
Why can't I convince myself?
I feel the flame at my heel.
Leaving fiery tracks behind me, as I run over the world.
Destruction behind me,

I was made like this

I tell you I'm ok,
I wonder if I am.
And I don't look back.

It is not my fault,

I tell myself it is all ok,
Meanwhile she can bring herself to kiss me,
And I can't stop turning.
"Tell me when to stop"
What scares me most is if I am really ok,
What have I become then?

"Where did I put my wings?"





-E.C.