FallING Angel

FallING Angel

A single blow struck

Ponderous with the weight of planets

The grace of HIM flees as the nether-realm beckons.

No longer do my feet find purchase upon the planes of glory

And I scream as that glory sears me to the quick.

I am Falling.

My radiance fails,

It fades,

It dies

I am Falling

From one celestial plane to another

My spirit trembles.

Once bright, shinning eyes turn black

As golden tears turn to ebon ichor

My radiance, my innocence burns away

As the blackness seeps to the surface

My purity flutters towards the gates

My blood runs freely

I am Falling

Down my cheeks,

Down my back, I’m soaked in blood

i seek to praise but my tongue defiles

My core is crushed, mangled and scarred.

I resist, I fight. I howl.

To no avail.

The stars fall all around me

Their song fades to nothing.

I am torn within and without

Wracked by pain

All that is good comes to an end within me

And yet I laugh

I laugh as my love turns to hate

I feel the spite for all that is life take root and bear fruit within me

I am Falling

The winds of fate sweeping me ever towards

My reward.

I rail at the winds

But all are subject to Fate for she serves only one

I spit in her face, claw at her body

Yet with one final kiss, pregnant with the weight of judgment

I plunge ever deeper...

I am falling

I stop

My hurt dulls into a numbing rhythm

Dropping my gaze I beheld the realm,

Made for me or by me?

I care not at this point

I stand now on the black desert sands of a shore bathed in tides of flames

Flames of blood and darkness.

Upon this sea I walk

Upon its surface I am reflected

A beauty to behold,

Dark, dangerously exotic and enchanting

Movements languid, sensuous, graceful and sinister

What a sight...

And I SCREAM!!!!!!!!!

The scream of multitudes

The scream of the forsaken

The scream of the damned

The scream of the Falling

The scream of the Fallen....

...I have Fallen.

Glen Toussaint 2010 ©