Angel.

“Enough is enough” said she and ripped off her wings; Walked out the door, her back now bleeding, lighted her cigarette, sipping on whiskey. “I have senses, I feel, I have a voice that speaks, I have eyes that see and a mind that thinks Oh, it’s a lost cause, this divinity, So screw you…

Love

I don’t know, we have been told; What are you girl? An angel? A devil? One time you’re planting roses, Another you’re growing thorns; One day I watch you dancing, Another you walk alone. It’s strange when you think though; Thorns feel like heaven, Hell spawns from the rose.

There she descends From the skies Defying all the angels The hell shall rise You’re the chosen one Oh don’t you dare smile Nothing is deadlier Than a woman With changed intentions Winds change directions Skies bleed emotions All your hopes Are now victims to erosion Don’t you look at the skies, There ain’t no…