To Taint An Angel

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A/N: This poem is about someone very special to me, my sister. Who has helped me through so much and kept me going. One of my worst fears is that I'll hurt her and lose her forever...

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Stone-cold dread pulsing through my veins,

Grey stormy nights keeping me awake.

The memory of a Saint makes my heart beat.

Through all the chaos and the pain,

I'd be dead by now.

Yesterday's hurricane has me drowning when I wake.

Tomorrow's miseries toss me through til midnight.

Only the whisper of her voice can pull me through.

A miracle for me amidst the plains of a curse.

If only I knew it'd never fade away.

This mask of mine,

Constructed by lies,

A work of pure good can rip it away.

And even through the ugly scars and desperate tears

She never walked away.

A bond so deep to vent my sorrows,

A love so strong to give me strength,

A being so forgiving she made the devil care.

Yet even through the moments of pure bliss

I can't forgive myself for bringing you here.

Into a world of hate and hurt.

I fear I'll taint an angel,

(Oh my dear sweet guardian angel)

A sin so black I've never heard.

How can I forgive myself if I hurt an angel, the one I hold so dear?

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