Walking the fine line between the shadows
Light on the other side of me
Sorrowful tears stains my seraphic Face
Caused by heartache I brought on myself
To live without the Angel's warm embrace
I'd rather cast myself into the abyss
I'd let the Monster take me
to be his slave, to bend to his every whim
so If I tell him will he listen?
or will he tell me to go?
To Live without Him
I'd rather be alone
If the Angel is gone He'll Find me
My heart forever Shattered
Doomed to be cold, and Broken
Lonelyness surround me in the abyss
Sighing into the light
I am being Lifted
By strong but gentle hands
Who is this that Cares for a Fallen Seraphim?
Golden Light surrounds him
Though I can't see his Face
I trust him...
Even though I still feel the hurting inside my heart
I feel that I am going to alright.
Light on the other side of me
Sorrowful tears stains my seraphic Face
Caused by heartache I brought on myself
To live without the Angel's warm embrace
I'd rather cast myself into the abyss
I'd let the Monster take me
to be his slave, to bend to his every whim
so If I tell him will he listen?
or will he tell me to go?
To Live without Him
I'd rather be alone
If the Angel is gone He'll Find me
My heart forever Shattered
Doomed to be cold, and Broken
Lonelyness surround me in the abyss
Sighing into the light
I am being Lifted
By strong but gentle hands
Who is this that Cares for a Fallen Seraphim?
Golden Light surrounds him
Though I can't see his Face
I trust him...
Even though I still feel the hurting inside my heart
I feel that I am going to alright.
Author notes
My Living Hell.. is that I would never be able to Love another the way I love the one I call Angel... but My Dear Papi tells me to have Faith.. and I Trust him this is my first Rounds contest so I hope I do alright..
A contest entry
- A Living Hell.... And through the fires doth one emerge stronger...((Rounds contest, round 1)) by Karayan.
1000 points, ended March 19, 17 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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This poem is very moving,Rhia!
And you will be with your Angel soon....i just know it
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Not with the Angel I dream of...
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I'm sorry Rhia
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Words spoken here, claws at the heart, and one day my sweet friend, you will find the love that will keep you up and be foever by your side.


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Thank you Rift.. I hope so..
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Have faith my dear.. have faith.
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Your Papi sounds like a very wise man... You are loved. Even though we may lie battered and broken, feeling worthless and unwanted by life itself, you will know when that one person comes along and calls you beautiful... who lifts you from the floor, and bandages your bleeding knees... He will come. I have faith in a beautiful person such as yourself. The Goddess does not give us anything we cannot handle... although... it seems we are to be broken beyond repair at the time.


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Thank you Karayan... My papi ..is a very wise man.. even though he's not my real Papi I love him like he is.. I know the goddess does what she does for a reason.. but.... me I am hardly a Beauty.....
Blessed Be ,
Ravenic Seraphim -
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Beauty does not always mean beauty of the flesh... some men, a dying breed... look for how happy someone can make them, instead of how pretty they look hanging of their arm. I am sure you Papi knows this, and that is why he tries to share his wisdom with you... Blessed Be.
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