A heart recognises a heart in kind, and
moves to befriend, when company they
find - and angels can see into your heart,
with glowing eyes, that rip your dreams
apart. Dark angels have found, a kinship
in me, and they follow my path wherever
that might be. With their whispers of
thoughts bearing negativity, I know, I have
no place of utter safety. For no matter
the road, nor the place, nor the year,
there is no one to turn to, and no one to
hear. God may try his best, to keep them
away, but they have powers so strong,
in temptation, I stray....
Down a dark winding road, through eternal
night, where all is always wrong, and no
decision ever right. They play with my thoughts,
make fools of my mind, trussed up as a
plaything in their darkening bind. These Angels
of Darkness fear not even death, for its
their hands that are choking me to take my
last breath....
The darkness rises up, as my soul is taken
higher, to the pits of their Hell, where I'll
spend eternity in fire...
Author notes
2. Dark Angels Follow Me
Is it ironic that I have a phobia of fire, and ended that on the note of spending eternity in hell? -wonders-
Anyway, I'm not entirely sure where this came from. May do a little editing tomorrow 
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Comments
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Extre,ely well pieced together with so much said that I think may apply to many people here and there. I like how you showed us the dark Angels tormenting your life and how you had followed their path, if not willingly. Your fear, frustrations and sorrows always seem to follow you whereever you go, but in reality...there is always someone there to steer you right. A fear of fire...I can dig that and I do see the irony of ending on such a note as you did. I like the first piece of this as it says what is true, yet it is also true that a heart will often draw on the opposite. Go figure. It's the yin and yan of life in motion. Thanks for sharing such a wonderful write and I wish you the very best in the contest.
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I struggle with these same things sometimes. I think I was holding myself back from happiness. These dark angels will be whispering in our ears until the day we die. You just have to learn to listen to the light angels trying to whisper above them. I love this write it is so beautifully done. My favorite part is "With their whispers of
thoughts bearing negativity, I know, I have
no place of utter safety. For no matter
the road, nor the place, nor the year,
there is no one to turn to, and no one to
hear." Great write!!
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