Silent Angels…

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The angels are watching…
High upon the window sill…

With hand painted faces…
Sat there so very still…

Casting their judgment…
On what they can see…

But closing their eyes…
To all the dark reality…

They make no noise…
Lack facial expressions…

Sitting there in silence…
Immersed in the depression…

That exists all around…
Yet hidden from plain sight…

And becoming more potent…
As day turns into night…

Where it takes total control…
Creeping inside the mind…

And in silent darkness…
There’s no place to hide…

The angels turn their backs…
As evil forces invade the bed…

And even in the darkest hour…
No support, not a single shred…

As Demons begin to take over…
Infesting behind closed eyes…

Forcing sweat out of each pour…
And panicked screams to cry…

But falling on their deaf ears…
As the angels look the other way…

Offering no hope of salvation…
Or soothing words to say…

That will help the situation…
Or combat this dark foe…

One that’s ever present…
One that simply refuses to go…

But the angels just keep watch…
High upon the window sill…

With expressionless faces…
Sat there so very fucking still…

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©Eyewillnotcry1973

Inspired by the song “Angels” by Robbie Williams

“You’re not to blame, always ends the same”…

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She will never forget you,
please be sure of that…

As you left an impression,
that remains where you sat…

In the darkened corner,
of her cruel, detached heart…

So cold and so isolated,
but no different from the start…

Of what became a saga,
that opened up her mind…

To a world of possibilities and
sinful distractions to find…

But something got lost,
somewhere along the way…

It vanished long ago,
but she was too weak to say…

And she couldn’t go on,
as it was hurting so much…

Your heart and her mind,
which is fate’s cruel touch…

To push people together,
believing it is so right…

Feeding their days and
infecting their nights…

But when reaching the point,
of making a decision…

The inner struggle begins and
it becomes a war of attrition…

As the angels within,
will fight tooth and nail…

To emerge victorious and
ensure they don’t fail…

It’s their ongoing mission,
to make her feel strong…

Finally reaching a conclusion,
even if you thought it was wrong…

But she will never forget you,
of that you can be sure …

As you remain in her dreams,
but infect her reality no more…

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“So when I’m lying in my bed, thoughts running through my head”…

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The angels are watching…
From high upon the window sill…
With hand painted faces…
Sat there so very still…

Casting their judgment…
On what they can see…
But closing their eyes…
To all the dark reality…

They make no noise…
And lack facial expressions…
Sitting there in silence…
Avoiding the acute depression…

That exists all around…
Yet hidden from plain sight…
And becoming more potent…
As day turns into night…

Where it takes total control…
Creeping inside the mind…
And in silent darkness…
There’s no place to fucking hide…

The angels turn their backs…
As evil forces invade the bed…
And even in the darkest hour…
No support, not a single shred…

As Demons begin to take over…
Infesting behind closed eyes…
Forcing sweat out of each pour…
And panicked screams to cry…

But falling on their deaf ears…
As the angels look the other way…
Offering no hope of salvation…
Or soothing words to say…

That will help the situation…
Or combat this dark foe…
One that’s ever present…
One that simply refuses to go…

But the angels just keep watch…
High upon the window sill…
With expressionless faces…
Sat there so very fucking still…

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