"What happens when an angel falls?"
"They crash and burn."
Wind rushed up to meet,
Welcoming me in its embrace.
I was falling from grace,
But felt nothing but petty joy.
Freedom never felt so good,
Until the ground came rushing up.
My body slammed into Mother Earth,
Sinking deeper in her warmth.
Flames erupted like an explosion,
Licking my skin so tenderly.
The fire crackled and spat,
Tearing my wings in half.
Horns replaced my halo,
Hellfire consumed my soul.
I was born an angel,
But raised to be a devil.
YOU ARE READING
Diary of a Dreamer
PoetryThey say you're a dreamer Cause your eyes are sewn shut And you've got your head in the clouds They say you're like sleeping beauty Never gonna wake up until your knight comes to kiss you But it's been ages and still no sign of that white horse and...
