Angels are from up above

They come down to protect us

Secretly caring for us

And showing us the way

They are the one thing

That is never too far away

You may get lost and wonder

Where are you today?

You will ponder and search

The whole day away

Although they do good

They don't like to be seen

You wouldn't even notice

If they were hiding behind a tree

They are very secretive

But your secrets they keep

You may not always see

When they spread their wings

They leave behind

A little sign for you

That you could find

Whenever you're in doubt

Feeling all alone

Your angel will come back

While you're on your knees

To give you relief

They will be by your bedside

All through the night

They will hold you tight

And not want to let go

They stay awake

While you're asleep

To keep you safe

Until you need

But when they are gone

Don't be scared

Because really

They are always there

Without your notice

When you beg and weep

Your angel will be on their feet

For they will be there

To ease you from your pain

Your angel is from up above

They come down to protect you

Secretly caring for you

And showing you the way

They are the one thing

That is never too far away

With control, I bind my ribcage tighter and tighter
Because if I don't lace up
My porcelain-bone corset
Tight enough
They will reach in
And grab my heart.

Listen to me
before you regret,
because if you do,
you've already the fret.

Listen to me
and let trust take it's time
as trusting to quick
is a severe crime.

Listen to me
and look at the signs
as betrayal is cruel
and runs long through your veins.

Listen to me
it could save your life:
Never pull back nor
let someone take your wife!

Listen to me
and before you get hurt
stop being gentle
and let others eat dirt.

Listen to me
as this is made as a gift
to let you survive
a life (not) worth to be lived.

Depression hit in the A.M.
Feeling on edge,
like I'm meant to be in an asylum.
Tears flooded my cheeks and my fists clenched.
A flashback with a razor played in my head;
a memory that wasn't meant to be missed.
But Déjà vu came into play when I grabbed the sharpest knife
with the most painful ridges to rid my inner strife.
I pressed it deep into my skin
but my skin wouldn't slit.
I kept trying, grinding the blade against my wrist.
Feeling all the pain yet it wouldn't budge;
I knew there had to be somebody watching over me from above.
So I put back the most dangerous knife,
that only left the slightest bump,
to remind me I deserve to go on with life;
there's no need to be rough.
So this one's to my God, and the angels surrounding me,
thank you for the love and protection.
I was blind to it but now I see.

Don't obsess over the romantics-
shadows of eyelashes
what longing is and means
the way a chest falls
when bad news is heard.
Do anticipate disappointment-
and revel in pleasant surprise
only for the moment it exists.
Understand nothing lasts forever.
Don't give it away all the time.
and form a forcefield- a wall if it wills.
Always focus on the next task at hand.
Stop being so gracious-
and have more ambition,
demands that are either met or excelled,
higher standards.
You are stone until you want to be water.
Trees until you want to be storms.
The mouse until you want to be the owl.

Oh, angel darling,
Protect me from the night sky,
The stars glare on the beauty of the
First full moon.
The sun envies
The softness of the glow,
When bolides crash down
To find the eastern glow.
Where are you now,
Dreaming in the dark?
When you left me it turned off
All the light.
But I don't mind--
I love the feeling this night,
As the moon slips sleepily,
I am left alone.

Alone.
Why can't I get use to that?
Maybe because the stars have their kind,
And the sun has a family--
Why am I like the moon?

The night is colder,
But I don't mind,
Tonight I love the night sky.