The Blood of an Angel

An angel so beautiful
So lovely and blithe
Laying on the ground
Covered in its own strife

It leaks all over the ground
Like a thin red ribbon
The Blood of an Angel
A soul still trying to hang on

But harder than watching
The fair thing lie
Is knowing I am the reason
This angel must die

It tried to awaken me
To save me from my carelessness
Tried to help me in my time of need
Without hesitation or selfishness

I stand there
Buried in shame
All the while knowing
I am the one to blame

My anger my animosity
My head filled with pride
Now that I see them
I want to hide

But can I hide
From this awful reality?
Can I get rid of
This hurting insanity?

No, truth is truth
A haunting loving sensation
You can strip yourself of lies and cheats
But never of this burning incantation

I hang my head
Realizing my fault
I thought I was perfect
Up in my high vault

Now even though I've been
Knocked off my perfect cloud
It's too late to save the angel
I hurt without a sound

I didn't hit it
I didn't stab it
All I did was
Refuse to accept it

Refuse to accept its
Gentle loving touch
Refuse what it wanted
To give me so very much

I bring up my hands
To cover the face I hate
The face of shame
Which I want to obliterate

But something warm
And abruptly unexpected
Touched the face
I utterly rejected

The Blood of an Angel
Lies on my skin
And I realize that the angel
Has marked me for my sin

Although I have hated
And hurt those that love me
The Lord has blessed
And forgiven me

He knows that I have
Learned from my mistake
An angel even gave
Their life for my sake

The Blood of an Angel
Shall mark me forever
So I will know that
I am not alone...not ever.