Fallen

Pulsating through my body is a dark light -

A light darker than any night.

My eyes look like liquid fire-

I spread my black wings, and fly higher and higher.

Suddenly I hit something and jerk to a stop-

My wings freeze up and I begin to drop.

I hit the ground and wonder why I’m  not dead -

I close my eyes and shake my head.

I suddenly remember that I am immortal-

Then I realize I dropped because I couldn’t get through heavens portal.

I’m a fallen angel, one of those God kicked out-

I streak up the sky with an angry shout.

I wince as I hit the invisible barrier-

I am an angel, a guardian, a message carrier.

I hit the ground and feel insane-

Knowing that nothing I can do , will ease the pain.

I run, then taste dust and realize, I have tripped-

A searing pain in my back tells me my wings are being stripped.

Why did I have to rebel? Why did I choose to fight?

This is why I fell.

This is why my screams echo in the night.

I have sinned, chosen Lucifer.

No matter how much I try, I will never again be pure.

Pulsating through my body is that dark light-

Listen closely and you may still hear the immortals scream into the night.