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.