An impossible test of the spirit

I was hanging by a thread to heaven's gate

Until my angel untied me

Cutting off my fingers as I held desperately to the ledge

A test

To see if I would sprout wings and soar

But I was too focused on the red that now tainted him

A mark of betrayal from the one who promised to protect me

To save me from this wretchedness

So I hit the ground

Sinking through the earth

Finding myself

In the deepest pits of hell

Staring at my angel

Who was waiting for me

To set myself free

With no rope or ladder

An impossible goal to achieve

Stop looking at me

With those pitied eyes

Answer my prayers

And help me to fly