Angels

Angels of helplessness
Of truth it seeks
Angels of cover
When I cried
The blood slid through
Over the knife
The Angels watched over
From far beyond
With wings of gold
And mercy of some
Shining halo
Hands of help
…
But they don’t breath
Truly
Underneath
They aren’t so
They have been there
Icy claws
Scaring the skin
That lay before me
They are the Devils
They carry the red cloaks
As each one they seek
The devils Angels
Pull me down
The devils angels
Have pulled me to the ground