I went to hell along with you traitors, You continue to torture me, and continue ripping my beautiful white wings off, causing my once innocent blood to stain the floor of the prison you put me into. You tried over and over to make me turn my back on father, saying he wouldn't come for me. But no matter how hard you tried, you couldn't make my faith flicker. No, each time you take my wings off, I started to hate you, to the point my blood boils and the sin of wrath took over, until one hellish day the sin tainted my beautiful white wings and turn them into demonic bat wings with holes in it.But no matter what...My faith is still unbroken. Oh you try to break me, but no matter what you do, my faith is still unbroken. I am the one thing you desire to be but could never stand up to the challenge, for I am the Unbreakable Spirit.
YOU ARE READING
Mr J's Poems
PoetryThis is a book of my poems, there no rhyming. After all I'm not into that, not much love poems, but a couple. hope ya'll enjoy them.
