I would that Angels tread this place.
I wonder, How would They appear?
I can only imagine Her face
As now I sit and ponder Death's fear.
Why was this angel given to my sight?
She was far too radiant for mortal eyes.
Her brilliance chased away darkest night
As I, too quickly, forget my inadequacies.

But Heaven is too far from my reach,
For mine is darkness, a soul born of Hell.
And how oft Fate contrives to teach
My spirit where it shall 'ever dwell.
The general noise of damnèd souls
Fills my ears as here I wait
For Fortune to pay my horrid tolls
To the demons I must placate.

Those wrongs I've done, and rights forgotten
Torment my bitterness as I sit here now.
I repent my deeds so oft misbegotten
And try to remember just why and how
I arrived here. Such a strange -
So many ghosts of Misery's past
Yet none my angel; only my demons change
Form, to pinch me more in this, the last -

My last, my only. My one true regret?
A perplexing question. Why do you -
No. I know why you ask, somehow - and yet
I think perhaps no shame is true.
All of mine are - I hope - odd creations,
Born of frozen fires from an empty heart.
Tell me, Angel, is it imagination
Or do you smile when now I depart?

Are you this happy to see me go?
Little is spoken and much less is said.
Who is my Angel? You mean you don't know?
Her name is Perfection, but she has bled
At my hands, on my soul, and with her last breath
She forgave me misdeeds and my selfishness,
All of the ways that I caused Her death.
That is why I'm alone, more or less.

Now blackness fills me, and emptiness cleans
My soul of unholy impurities
That now infect these Dark machines
Of Hatred and Fear as now my Eye sees
And so I am sent to self made Hell.
Too late, too late for me to confess
Far far too late for me to sell
My soul to Seraphs and earn forgiveness.

Thus is why I have long suffered
And will fore'er, my own eternity.
My soul and soul mate, eternally sundered
By blood-soaked hands - that Death was for me!
So I think on my Angel and think on Death's fear
And ponder and wonder, if I'm clean in Your sight.
Forever shall I spend my timelessness here
For destroying this Earth;s only True right.

09/23/2001

Posted on 09/23/2001
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