Demons Below and Angels Above
I know you’re there, your everywhere.
I know you can hear me, cuz this is my prayer.
I know you’re busy, I know you don’t care,
But this pain inside, I just can not bear.
What I ask for, is insignificantly small,
For a God like you, so mighty and tall.
I beg of you to cut me free,
Let me die is my aching plea.
I promise that it’s all I ask,
For you to commit one unholy task.
My request is in I feel a callous peace,
As I await the words from a funeral priest.
Many months passed and no such relief came,
But then again things were no longer the same.
This God had different plans for my fate,
An angel appeared who set my life strait.
This angel had wings that were as white as snow,
And beautiful hair below her silver halo.
No one compared, no one came close,
I was like a bee who had just found a rose.
Until one day God made an appearance,
I thanked him so much for his divine interference.
To my dismay he did not respond to me,
He spoke to the angel whose love made me free.
I told God about how much better things were,
And I no longer wanted my death to occur.
I yelled out to him that I wanted to stay,
Not heaven, nor hell could take me away!
At that God chuckled at such a notion,
As his master plan was already in motion.
The angel God spoke to with much concern
Had been wondering lost, and had to return.
I painfully watched as she floated away
The love between us began to decay.
I turned my back and called out in pain,
As my feelings returned to a lonely domain.
At that time a demon appeared,
He told me that I have nothing to fear.
He says “good and bad are two sides of the a sword,”
“And if you follow me, your power would be restored.”
So down I go through the doorway to hell,
Searching for a place for my misery to dwell.
Plans of revenge, and hedonistic desires,
As I throw my values into the fires.
Nothing matters, and no one cares.
It was still a life that I can not bear.
After a while I wanted to leave,
But it turns out I had been deceived.
The only way to go was further down,
Unless I could find a way to turn it around.
Life was meaningless, empty, and small.
A starting point to re-define and create all.
I started to believe in things that were good,
That this life of mine had been misunderstood.
I was in control of the way I had been.
The true source of happiness comes from within.
I reach out to the thought of the angel who cared.
I began to float up from the love we once shared.
The demons below grabbed at my feet,
As they saw my ascension as their defeat.
I called out for help as I reached up high,
An angel latched on with a loving reply.
This angel was different, she shared my despair.
She had no wings, no halo, and red wavy hair.
We pulled each other out of that hole,
And shared a connection deep in the soul.
I learned all I needed about life and love,
And of demons below and angels above.
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Poem By Richard Hilton
Started April 2002 Completed on August 2009