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