The Fall of an Angel

I. CONVICTION Littered street corners blend with the falling snow like ash against skin Their chants ring in my ears as the cold air clings and my skin burns. II. REALIZATION Reflection in shattered glass The distortion shatters illusion I have joined them. These scars shine like trophies My voice longs to join theirs III. ECSTASY Arms linked Instruments of mass elevation in our hands voices melting molding breaths merging fire, fire, burning so bright. IV. EVASION Their shouts crash against my ears like rough tides on weathered shores Lies slither from their tongues trying to cast a spell on my now open heart binding They do not understand cutting away at my outside when my inside had just healed reformed Envy must be consuming them their wings clipped and bare while mine sing for the heavens and can take me there I run to protect my peace a refugee in a war they named, not we. V. DAMNATION The sky has never felt so suffocating the ground beneath me so cold I writhe in agony as my body screams for its elixir robbed of its serenity it is sent to rot in the hell of man's hand pulled out of paradise where my brethren echoed in my soul and light flooded darkness I have been sentenced to forever longing deemed a criminal lost to the creed of desire.