Be better he said
He is sad, he is hurting
No one ever told him he was wrong.
Spoilt and arrogant,
He had become.
Behaviour always accepted.
A love for himself,
he always expected perfection,
It’s not his fault. He knew something was wrong,
an angel he searched for, an angel he won.
Another win, at his feet, treated her with deceit.
Ignored his own actions, saw what he wanted to see,
Always annoyed, he told her -
Better she should be.
Her wings he burned, her halo he shifted, her brightness dimmed, and this she hated.
A demon within began to rise.
A new person,
forged with despise.
Where was his angel where did she go? This was something he could not know.
She hid from him while the demon fought. Grew back her wings but remains distraught.
So saddened she met him but with love in her soul, she wanted to care for him, demon out of control.
She left him battered broken and bruised.
Don’t hurt an angel,
you will lose.
A blessing she left him,
she hoped he would see,
That if he picks himself up -
Better he can be.