Have you seen what you’ve done?
You have beaten, blackened my broken core
with your wings you suddenly have gone
My torn flesh, broken my ribs, now they are sore
Bleeding black blood from the hole that you left behind
I am laying on the floor losing my consciousness
The big white light I have found, I guess I am out of my mind
The holy essence of the light is radiant, I am starting to feel breathless
Until the light gets a shadow saying that I’m not alone
The tone of the voice takes all of my pain away
I am so warm laying on such softness. I can’t even anymore feel the stones
My heart is gruesomely beating again, it lays in same way
As you have come to take me away to the holy place
Lifting me up with your powerful silent commands
Your love has struck my soul, feeling my tears down my face
I can’t even describe how I am feeling so good inside your pale hands
Your beautiful delicate brown eyes gradually meets mine
I slowly get the realisation that who you are
Your wings are completely beautiful, your halo brightly shines
You are my angel, my hero, my phenomenal star
- Author: 4wheels (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: February 1st, 2025 05:56
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 10
Comments2
A mixture of pain and need as well as perceiving damage as help. A dialectic poem of opposites. Nicely written
Excellent write
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