The Fallen

The Fallen

Feathers falling, with the rain,
Covering the earth, like a stain,
Pain from every move you make,
Inside, an endless ache,
Taken from the only place you know,
Away from the bright warm glow,

Thrown into the endless dark,
Flames of hate being sparked,
Evil seed growing like a weed,
Oh how you were mislead,
Time away from that shining place,
Ashamed to show your face,

Staying in the place called hell,
You never meant for this cell,
But here you are,
Your heart a scar,
Why did you partake?
Didn’t you see the mistake?

The price it would cost,
When the two of you’d crossed,
Wings turned ebony black,
Even when you beat them back
Flightless you shall stay,
This is the price you pay,

Years have passed,
Many names you have massed,
Satan, Lucifer,
Are only a few,
Yet I know what you are,
Or what you think you were,

An Angel with wings of night,
Someone who has lost the sight,
Fallen from the heavens above,
Shunned by his love,
Sad, scared and alone,
Just wanting somewhere to call home