An angel was lost
\nTo our world recently
\nHis mother disposed of her soul
\nAs she Poured petrol all over me
\nIn a vile fit of rage
\nAnd such flagrancy<\/p>\n
I was alight
\nAnd I was the fuel
\nThe pain was unbearable
\nShe was so cruel
\nI Had witnessed her indelicate
\nShamelessness, she
\nHad been with her lover
\nThey Both aimlessly<\/p>\n
Whilst my step dad worked
\nAnd I told him the tale
\nShe erupted
\nher anger
\nHer whoring
\ndid pale
\nInto a significance
\nIt brought and end
\nTo the life that was mine
\nThat I failed to defend<\/p>\n
I cannot explain
\nThe torrents of grief
\nI was lit up inside
\nIt was beyond all belief
\nThe taste of that petrol
\nThe violence she used
\nShe was so rough with me
\nBeing abused<\/p>\n
The error of law
\nI remember I fell
\nThe flames were put out
\nIt seems I found Hell
\nEverywhere burning
\nMy breath sped away
\nI remember the ambulance
\nI couldn\u2019t say<\/p>\n
Anything everywhere
\nWounded and hot
\nFor a mother to do this
\nShe defiled me a lot
\nTwo further days
\nIn a hospital bed
\nPraying aloud
\nThat I may be dead<\/p>\n
Her sexuality
\nHer rotten core
\nHer dark intent
\nAs I rolled to the floor
\nAn angel
\nWhose wings were irreparably
\nBurned to a cinder
\nBy an obdurate bitch
\nA conscienceless harlot
\nIt all felt so rich<\/p>\n
Coming from her
\nMy mother who gave
\nLife to me sending
\nMe into a grave
\n\u201cLets see how you burn\u201d
\nWere her words
\nThis creature before
\nMe in the flames
\nAs great birds<\/p>\n
Came to my aid
\nAnd took me away
\nFar into the clouds
\nTo a warm Summers Day
\nTo convalesce
\nWhere atonement would be
\nWhere great clouds of joy
\nAnd a sparkling sea<\/p>\n
Of cherubs descended
\nAnd took me to stay
\nIn a Heaven thank Goodness
\nMy judgement day
\nAs for my mother
\n20 years she
\nCould sit in a cell
\nAnd not think of me
\nShe had no need
\nA harlot of sorts
\nFrom this day
\nShe will never appear
\nIn my thoughts.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
An angel was lost To our world recently His mother disposed of her soul As she Poured petrol all over me In a vile fit of rage And such flagrancy I was alight And I was the fuel The pain … Continue reading