angel

Running down a corridor unknown,
No way of knowing if you’re safe,
You see a door open
And you can’t breathe.

Face of a porcelain doll,
Baby blue ocean eyes,
Black as night hair,
She stole your heart at first sight.

You yell at the angel-
And realize your mistake,
The angel takes one good look at you.
And death is at your face.

Waking up before the open door,
The angel is at your side,
You ask where you are and she replies “At deaths door you have come by”
One blink of an eye, she disappears-
You walk through the door, to seek what she meant by.

Thousands of bullets go through you, the pain is unbearable-
You look at your hands and are paler then usual.
You feel your spirit being lifted, and you bite back a scream.
Dark wings come through back, and you think it’s a dream.
The porcelain angel comes through your mind
A proud look on her face, she replies-
“Come to me my beloved, together we are the angels of destruction”
She leaves an object on the floor; you walk up to see what it is.

A handle mirror is what she left,
You hold it up and instantly have no regrets.

Dark brown almond eyes,
Chestnut hair,
A handsome model is what you have become.

A shiny object holds your sight,
You look at it with a satisfied feeling.
Encrypt in its side, your new name is what you decide.

“Angel of destruction” a silk voice replies.
You look back, and the porcelain angel is at your side.
“Angel of death” is what you reply.
With a quick kiss you say your goodbyes.
You spread out your wings and fly….

by xxxpainxxx
posted on 11/09/2009