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
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
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
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
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