My dear Angel,
I remember the day
You came to me:
From the sky you appeared
With wings of
Brilliant white feathers
Sprouting from your back,
Spanning several feet.
The Sun glowing behind
Outlined you in a golden heavenly light
Marking your descent.
A wave of feelings
Washed over me
The closer you got.
You brought with you
A feeling of safety,
As if nothing would hurt me
While in your presence.
Your feet never touched the ground,
Causing you to hover just barely
Over where I stood firmly.
You began to approach me,
Gliding over the green grass field
In a matter of seconds,
Telling me that you have been sent
To protect me
From the evils of this world.
I trust you
Dear Angel,
I trust you.
Upon speaking those words,
As if saying them bound
Us together without doubt
On your words to protect,
You stood behind me,
Wrapping your wings around,
Enclosing me inside
A safe, feathery cocoon.
That day you became my protector.

You were invisible to others,
Sometimes even me,
But I always felt your presence.
You began to guide me through life.
Telling me what I should never do,
Trying your best to protect me,
But you had to let me get hurt
Once in a while.
It was a part of life,
It was a part of learning.
Though, your wings
Would protect me from
Dangers that were not normal, everyday life.
You would protect me
My Angel.

You began to tell me
About a war
That your kind was fighting.
Afraid I would lose you,
I began to worry about you going
And fighting this war,
But you told me not to worry,
You would not have to go and fight
Because you were assigned to me,
You would never leave me,
Because you were to protect me.

I watched you get
Angry, slowly and slowly.
Continuously muttering about something.
Something about a Creator.
One that has abandoned you.
I tried to ask what was wrong,
What was going on,
If you were okay.
But you never told me what
Was going on with you,
Never saying what was wrong.

Slowly I started to get hurt.
Nothing major,
But still hurt.
Hurt that normally you would
Protect me from
My dear Angel.
You started to tell me
To do these new things.
To do drugs,
So I did drugs;
My head buzzing.
To drink,
So I drank;
My words slurring.
To fight,
So I fought;
My anger rising.
I did everything you told me to.
I did everything because you said to.
That it was okay,
That it would be okay.

Dear Angel,
You once told me
Never to do those things.
Why are you now telling me different?
What are you doing?
I am confused my Angel,
I am scared
Of what you are doing.

I stand on a stool,
Rope around my neck.
I begin to realize
What has been conspiring.
You mislead me with a purpose,
Misguiding me with a vengeance.
The war you talked about,
The one you told me you
Did not have to be part of
Because you had me,
You had to protect me.
I know about it
And all you told me
Was all a lie.
As an angel of the Heavens
You had to join
The heavenly war,
Had to pick a side,
You were either
Sided with the Creator,
Or you were against,
There was no other option.
Yet you still choose neither.
Fleeing the heavenly world
Down to the mortal one,
Taking to a human,
Taking to me.
Claiming to be sent to
Protect them,
To protect me.
You thought that
Protecting a mere mortal
Would lessen the consequence
Of the choice you made.
But the punishment was not lessened.
Due to not choosing a side during the war
You were cast away,
Forced to fall from the Heavens
Along with those who
Sided against the Creator
And the others who choose neither.
Your fall angered you.
Why should you be punished
When you did not side?
And when not siding
You took to protect a mortal,
You took to me,
The very thing the Creator loved and cherished?
Why were you punished for that?
Why, you wondered.
You became angry with the Creator
Because of the fall, the abandonment.
You thought of how
To get back at the Creator.
To show the Creator just how
Wrong they were for letting
You fall, for abandoning you.
The thought of vengeance
Entered your mind.
To show how you should not
Be left with humans,
How unfit you were to
Continue protecting me,
You slowly began to misguide me.
And I, since the beginning, did as told.
At the time I thought you knew right,
That you knew what was
Good for me.
For there was a promise like bond
That I felt we shared,
A promise that you would
Always protect me.
But it turned out that
You were only using me for
Vengeance.

I felt the rope tighten,
Crushing my wind pipe,
Cutting off my breath.

I trusted you
My Angel,
I trusted you.