Long ago, as they are prone
My mother took time to pray.
Knelt down and asked if God would please
Send an angel my way.

"My son, O Lord, he needs your help,"
She pleaded with despair.
"Save him from a life of sin,
Send someone to give him care."

The angel didn't come right away.
I guess the memo was late.
But rather it came far down the road
God must have left it up to Fate.

I stumbled along, and said angel came
Surprised me, as is their wont.
The angel proved to change my life
But afterward stayed to haunt.

"Archangel go and leave me be,
You've done your job so well.
But my life must carry on alone.
I'll see you in Hell."

The angel looked strangely back,
"But child, I'm here to save you.
How can I finish my job,
If you don't do everything I say to?"

I sat back, stunned, at Fate's design
For who else could say,
That their angel made the shift
To a source for their dismay?

"I know you must have specific plans,
But I'm not your problem anymore.
You did your job, succeeded once
No need to settle any score.

I have a demon inside me now
One of my own design
I must cope with it on my own
It's not your problem; just mine."

Angry now, the angel screamed,
"You're nothing without me!"
And much as I wished otherwise,
I couldn't but agree.

"You cannot stay to rule my life!"
I shouted with disdain.
"You've got another sinner now,
No need to heal my pain!"

"But child you are weak and dumb,
And I can help you thrive.
I can't just leave you on your own.
It's your perfection for which I thrive."

It was then a simple thought occurred,
An epiphany, I suppose.
"You can't leave," I said with fear,
"Because this thorn is not a rose."

Continuing on, I found my strength,
"You cannot leave, and I know why
It's because you're full of Pride
I can't be your failed try."

In shock my angel looked away,
I had shown light upon her sin.
And while she seemed so upset
I sat by with a grin.

"This is not true," she said with pause
"I only want what is best.
And after caring for you so long
I can't put that drive to rest."

"I'm sure that helps you sleep at night,"
Said I to my holy friend
"But you have no right in my life anymore,
I'm afraid that this is the end."

"What will you do, vile thing?!
You're nothing without me!
I made you who you are today
Or can you just not see?!"

"That may be so, but here's the rub,
You're now a sinner too.
I cannot learn to better me,
Until you better you."

I used to think my angel came
To help me change my ways.
But now I see, because she failed,
She'll haunt me til end of days.