Angels On A Razor

Angels On A Razor

A Poem by Mike

When standing in a daze into the wilderness,

Some will see and unfortunately some will stay blind,

Needing to see the world from behind the glass that surrounds

It’s having the vision to see from beyond the vale,


Taking time to read between the lines will reveal the answers,

Having the patience to await results in our lives, instead we persist and force,

Finding the balance between dancing with angels on a razor,

Cut deep and painful strains shut human nature down,


When looking to quench thirst why is dirty water easier to find,

Why when hope raises its hand the choice is to ignore and fade,

Hope isn’t enough to carry us through the burning pains in life,

Wanting to disappear isn’t always the answer to chase away a shadow,


Angels on a razor tread carefully because you treading on dreams,

Angels on a razor step carefully as you slice away your foundation,

Angels on a razor fall not into obvious traps and complications,

Angels on a razor bleed for every moment and praise every memory,


Being tired of being used and suppressing childish fears won’t leave you alone,

Wipe away all of your tears and scream to fight away all of your fears,

Hands held through the times and the decades that follow,

Captivating is the resonating light that burns within all of us,


Looking into open eyes as if they were open doors,

When spirits have no other choice but to sleep somewhere cold,

Wake up " wake up inside and save yourself before you come undone,

Knowing what you are isn’t easy and often takes resilience to adapt new changes,


Angels on a razor beware of self-implosion,

Angels on a razor balance the good and evil,

Angels on a razor sometime we fight sometimes we need light,

Angels on a razor save us all from ourselves

© 2014 Mike

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