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Her Angel


He spreads his wings across her skin

Although half asleep she wears a grin

Deep in his mind he knows that this is forbidden

For it's dangerous to fall for a mortal on Earth

He will fight to be with her, they just have to stay hidden

She's currled up in his arms so tight 

Wishing and dreaming everything will be alright 

As she sleeps he thinks up of a plan

One day they'll fly off together hand in hand

Shattering glass and shrieking cries

Brings him back to reality, wings spread prepared to fly 

Awoken so suddenly, she is very alarmed

No longer protected by her angel's wing

Something sharp goes through her, putting her life in harm 

Slowly dying she screams to the sky 

"You're my guardian angel and for you I would die!"

A shadow comes towards her, she fears she is doomed

Until her angel swoops down and carries her out of the room

He knows the time has come, she is no longer breathing

With a cut of his wings, he'll make his love an angel too

Drops of blood fall from his skin

Deep into her wound, she begins breathing again

Something is different, her body feels odd 

She gets up and screams out "Oh My God!"

Pure white wings now stretch out from her back

They are different from her angel's because his are now black

She asks him what happened, he simply smiles and says

You are forever my angel, I'll have you until the very last day.

 

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NatalieJones95

I'm 19 I write poetry due to depression. Poetry helps me escape the hard times in life.

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