Tag Archives: Angel

Nov24

Angel Wings

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I am tending to my Angel wings.

They refuse to do their part.

They have left me cold and stranded,

Left me weeping in my heart.

They are tattered and worn.

They are bloodied and torn.

They were not this way

On the day I was born.

~

I see your Angel wings are tattered.

I see that they are worn.

I hear your weeping heart

And I want to keep you warm.

I know your soul is weary.

What if I told you mine is weary too?

We could both try together

To mend a tear or two.

We can find a strength in each other

That knows no distance,

Knows no time.

We will find a strength together

And again we will fly.

Again with stronger wings,

Again with shiny souls,

Again with beating hearts

When we have patched up all the

Holes.

@*choleintodiamonds* originally posted December 2013

Oct31

Blink

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And you write it all down

Because

You cannot tear it out of your skin.

Looking to the heavens,

Waiting to hear the Angels sing.

Hemorrhaging.

Hurling yourself to the ground.

Trying to keep your eyes open as you sleep,

But your mind keeps seeing the memories every time

You

Blink.

Your head left your heart for dead

While you were

Dancing with devils in the dark.

Bargaining and begging

With yourself for love.

Feeling like you are going to pieces,

Falling apart.

You think you would do anything to empty your heart.

But you won’t.

You know you wouldn’t.

May12

The Storm

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She stood in the kitchen and looked out the window.

She gasped at what she saw.

Her shoulders dropped and her arms went limp.

Hanging her head and turning her gaze to the floor

She whispered softly to herself,

“I just don’t think I can do it anymore.

I

Cannot make it

Through

Another

Storm.”

A silent, lonely tear rolled down her cheek.

Then she felt his hand on her shoulder.

“My precious Angel,

Why do you cry?”

“Look at me here,” she replied.

“My clothes are all tattered and torn. I am a mess and still weak from the last storm.”

He stood in front of her then

And with a loving hand lifted her chin so

He could meet her eyes and softly said,

“When the storm comes, and we know it will,

Whatever you do this time just hold me tight and

Don’t

Let

Go

Like you have done before.

Together we can love through anything.

You don’t have to stand alone like you always do.

You have never had to do it by yourself,

But you instinctively let go.

Don’t let go.

Hold on.

Hold on.

Hold on through the storm.”

Dec1

When It’s Raining

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She only comes out

When it’s

Storming.

The raindrops embrace

Her tears.

She only comes out

When it’s

Raining.

The thunder hides

Her cries

As she trembles in

Fear.

She only smiles

At clouds

And butterflies.

Likes the sun in her eyes.

And now

She’s standing at the bus stop

Laughing out loud.

You see,

 She knows no one else

Can

See the Angels

Keeping company

With the

Lonely people

As they

Pass her by.

Dec7

Angel Wings

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I am tending to my Angel wings.

They refuse to do their part.

They have left me cold and stranded,

Left me weeping in my heart.

They are tattered and worn.

They are bloodied and torn.

They were not this way

On the day I was born.

~

I see your Angel wings are tattered.

I see that they are worn.

I hear your weeping heart

And I want to keep you warm.

I know your soul is weary.

What if I told you mine is weary too?

We could both try together

To mend a tear or two.

We can find a strength in each other

That knows no distance,

Knows no time.

We will find a strength together

And again we will fly.

Again with stronger wings,

Again with shiny souls,

Again with beating hearts

When we have patched up all the

Holes.