How Angels make you cry

I just twisted the meaning of Angels, damn Im sick

Have you ever wondered how really those snow flakes form?

Have you ever wondered who dusts the graves made from stone?

Dont you think those burning stars are more than sparkling lights?

Those firey balls that glow so white in a velvet night

The snow flakes are a spirit's tears

From all the angel's torture and from that spirit's fears

The dusted stones are the angel's dust

Each speck is filled with craving and lust

For blood and hate and brutality for this world

For kill and for nightmares that had toes curled

Those stars are the angels'  burning greed

Formed from anger and jealousy of God's leed

Those angels you think are help for you

They bring you harm is what they do

The guardians just keep you safe

so you could be in danger in another place

So beware of all that crap load of angels talk

Also ignore the devil and continue to walk

Just let that heart of yours guide you the way

and dont let angels tell you what to say

 

Author's Note

the theme is weird as for like the rest of my poems, I seriously do not know what is up with me, what do you think?, please comment!! :3

Reviews

[David]

I like this one. Definitely a very different view on angels. But somehow filled with a hopeful sorta live by your own heart message. Very good