Angel of the Lord,
You declared that you'll protect me
Banishing sigil etched on your chest,
Boldly sending yourself unto purgatory
I might have temporarily lost your faith
But you invigorated my sensibility
When you outright sincerely told me
That I'm not the burnt and broken shell
Of a man that you believed me to be.
YOU ARE READING
To My Wayward Sons (Supernatural Poetry)
PuisiSupernatural poems that I write when all the: -massive emotional damage -overwhelming crack -severe obsession -rare inspiration -demon possessing me is too much to handle. 50% feels, 50% crack, 100% trash. Abandon all hope, ye who enter here! ××× ...
