My Angelic Muse
Adrift, beaten, mired in choleric despair and confusion.
my devoted, steadfast companion.
Rage insidiously depleting me, rendering
me empty and brittle.
Impossible to staunch the bleeding of my lacerated
Their wisdom deemed my spirit inutile and anemic.
purchased their truth of disillusion and injury.
In my frailty I renounced
and abandoned me.
Left with no refuge for a destitute, shadow self.
Obliteration was the only escape for being me.
Fate intervened, bestowing
upon me an earthly angel.
Pure in her essence, embracing me in restful softness.
Lifting me from this roiling tempest to seize my truth.
In my breast
you remain gloriously golden, forevermore.