Fallen from grace due to broken wings
This angel takes its last look at heaven
As the grace suddenly leaves its body.
the eminence it once had is taken from
him as the Holy father has forsaken him.
The story of Lucifer this is not though it
Sounds familiar, as the father has forsaken
More than just the favorite. Stripped the grace
From more than one “defective angel”, taken
The pride, crushed the presence and completely
Eradicated the existence of more than one throughout
The fall is nothing to be taken in lightheartedness, as
The grace leaves the chains of shame creep to constrict
The entire body in an anaconda vise unbreakable, the disgrace
Tattooed on every part of the angel repeating the same mantras
Of despair “you are nothing”, “resistance is pointless”, “do not
fight, that’ll only constrict you more”
The darkness begins to take the angels body
Spreading upward as it slowly devours every
Ounce of dignity, pride and integrity the angel
Has left, until nothing but emptiness remains.
The blackness though, isn’t as painful as it sounds
The subtlest weapon of darkness, is silence
The silence that renders hearing useless
The silence that resembles death itself,
Indistinguishable as one can hear nothing, see nothing
And is essentially.... nothing.
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