Angels—
Are there when you need them
And help you through the bad
We don’t always see them
Especially when we’re sad

Demons—
Come in our darkest times
To pull us into the pain
Though you do not always understand the crimes
You always feel the shame

Angels—
You do not always see them
As they come and go
But after we leave them
They hold a place inside our soul

Demons—
You do not always understand the crime
That they bring upon our self
It’s then when we usually go to the divine
And take Him off the shelf

Angels—
We often take them for granted
And forget to thank the Lord
For bringing them into our lives
When we go out to face the world

Demons—**
Are something never wanted
But they always take
You seem to feel like you’re being haunted
And you hope that the feeling is fake



We don’t really understand them
But they are always in our life
They are our worst enemies
And our best friends for life

Is an angel always an angel,
Or can it be a demon too?
Most think there is a clear difference,
But they don’t have a clue

How do we differentiate
When the line between them isn’t clear?
This fact becomes very obvious
In all the stories that we hear

We hear about a best friend
Who turned their back when their friend fell
In that instance that once beautiful angel
Turned into a demon from hell

It can also be the opposite
Because it’s not always black and white
Without ever expecting it,
Our greatest demons can bring us light

You must always be careful
To not judge on a whim
For if you judge to quickly
The outcome might be grim

So be grateful for your angels
But expect the demons too
If you live in knowing
Then you won’t be as askew