Fallen Angel
Confessions of a fallen star
I’m a fallen angel, I’ve fallen far. No longer a son of the heavens. I am a fallen star.
I was born in sin. I held a devil within. All while wondering when my dance with the devil will end.
Once upon a time I was beautiful spirit. Everyone was in awe of my reputable spirit.
The halo over my head was once a symbol of purity before it was tainted by spiritual immaturity.
I used to walk a path of good, but now I walk in wicked ways facing wrath from the good.
I couldn’t serve two masters and ended up torn. When I lost my angel wings they were replaced by horns.
Can I get back to heaven? Will I get a second chance? Will the burns heal from when I gave the devil a dance.
I chose to follow the world and now I’m fleshed and corrupt. How does a fallen Angel down under make it back up?
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Joe Patterson
Hi I'm Joe Patterson. I am a writer at heart who is a big geek for film, music, and literature, which have all inspired me to be a writer. I rap, write stories both short and long, and I'm also aspiring to be an author and a filmmaker.
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Comments (3)
Oh I really liked this one of your best Joe!
I can see/ hear this in a rapping song, excellent work 🎤 We fall but we get back up cause we know who we really want to serve 💓
I love how subjective this poem is. It can be applied to so many issues in life. Is the narrator really a devil? Or is that just a perception they have for themselves based on what the world tells them? Much to ponder with this piece. Well done!