Wings

I let him

touch my heart

poison it

with his whispers…

Daddy had already

let love leak

leaving it forever broken

and empty

He played preacher games

flashing those pearly whites

to the congregation

begging them to have faith

to love and give to his God

but behind closed doors

he became Mr. Hyde

I didn’t have to fear

any monsters in the closet

with one

stomping

roaring

cursing

bruising her face

black and blue

I became a hollow shell

sifting every ounce

of his deliverance

from within me

and I let

Lucifer take his place

…his sweet words

lit a fire in me

his promises

fueled my rage

Hate was so easy

I sprinkled it

like hot sauce

to sear their casings

to make them

despise me like

that second devil did

My shield made of

ghost pepper skin

and I fit right in

with the demon’s warriors

I drank temptation

from chalices of fire

and the drug

was supplied

with every last drip

It was a taste so divine

I burned every bridge

I walked upon

My forked tongue

preyed on virgin ears

I lived in a treacherous paradise

and no one could touch me

without being cauterized

But the archangel

looking over me

had other plans

He told me how to pare

the charring off my flesh

To fill the empty vessel

with a different

type of flame

and when I touched

that light

I grew wings

It was the first time

I tasted liberty

but I still will never be

quite free

Because the fiend knows

the struggles of grace

He knows in those times

of tests and trials

we can be seduced by his claims

Though my soul

has been cleansed

it will always be ready for war

as Satan’s minions

will do their best

to churn the darker parts of me