Occasional Angel


I am an angel with one wing

A dark horse

Wrapped

In silver strands

Of exquisitely deadly

Razor wire

For so long I prayed for a guardian 

Until I became my own

I started with nobility

But my love of humorous irony

And penchant for brilliant failure

Quickly lead me to become

An inspiration on occasion

A catastrophe in action

And mischief 

Full of dark whimsy

I am a bad influence on me

I may not fly

I am more likely to fall

But I am the only guardian

Who could watch

My escapades

And smile

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Don’t think I’m not waiting

For that move you are going to make

I was born of disorder 

And you don’t know the risk you take

The only daughter of a pit bull

Chaos in my blood

You think you can hold me down

I wish you would

I’ll revolt like a Riot

You better think twice

And hear what I say

If you make a move

It will make  my god damn day

I’ll smile at destruction

And you won’t be able to do a thing

I’ll caress discord as a lover

It will worship me as a queen

So test me

The consequences of my uprising

Is your penance  to pay

I will win the war

Even if you win the day

Fallen


I feel heavy

As if my limbs are lead

My thoughts are wet cotton

The only thing that filters through

Is blight and poison

I have fallen

From a dizzying height

But with every fiber of my being

I fight it

I count the days

Let it wash over me like waves

And avoid the deadly undertow

Because it’s simple

It doesn’t get to win

The vile times of the past

The torment of the nightmares

Never last

With every breath I remind

My constant family

My blood And my chosen

Have never abandoned me

I’ll never feel worthy

Even when I am breathtaking

But I am loved even when I am failing

I am doing my best

And little by little 

It will be enough

And there is beauty

In being loved

When you are fallen

Magic Incarnate 


I truly believe

No one is better at childlike glee

But there are these days

Oh these days

When the weight of the world

Causes my spine to Crack

Like this old man playing knick knack

When my eyes are blurred

And my focus slurred

Like a drug

That I don’t want to swallow

Denied and then crucified

By cruel chemistry

Redemption feels out of reach

Trapped but aware

Eternity is only a fleeting feeling

I will transcend

Redemption is at hand

My spine will straighten

And I will rise to redemption

Freedom is magic incarnate

And I will have it again