Path of an Angel

Tainted twisted cold and bare, Demons come to shred and tear..
Split my soul and stole my fire, not I have but one desire,
Bath and boil and witches beware, for now thy Sins made thus aware.

Torment torture, vile and vain, Rip my skin and cause me pain..
Boil boil, boil and burn,twisted helpless here I yearn.
Pray for something cry in shame, hoardes of Maggots eat my brain.

Here I lay and here I rot, Frying,aching in Hells deadly lot.
Creatures, demons, wraiths and fangs, here belies the darkest banes.

Pins and needles, pokes and scars, Eyeballs, fingers, intestines in Jars. The laughter is piercing and screams out my name, here comes the watcher and here comes the pain.. Deeper and deeper, cut to the bone. Flesh leaves my body but grows on it's own.

Rip out my eyelids and laugh at my pain.. I try to envision what once was my name, lost in the abyss. The hoarde is relentless keeping me alive, but dead yet the same, Each wound they deliver brings more of the pain.

I slide to the side and look with one eye, and out from the darkness the leader I spy, Not human not beast, not mix or a myth this creature in life would never exist,

Hiss Hiss as it makes an approach, chanting to me of how I shall roast, twelve feet tall and walking upright, you cannot imagine this most evil site.

I lay and I think of what could be next, when suddenly a voice whispers "you have been blessed." Blessed you are and willing to bear, live on this earth with lessons to share.

I feel a warm hand and then the next thought, silence and calmness and none of this rot. When I awaken a voice in my head - You are an angel and must push ahead.

Travel and search out those lost in this hell - Deliver a message and save all you tell.