What chaos, what agony--
He sits in his own misery
Longing to know the touch,
Longing to hear the voice,
That once led him to Heaven's gate,
But he's fallen into the pit of Hell.
The flames searing his skin,
The nights are dark as the sulphuric ash
That now fills his lungs,
He can't climb from these depths without her,
And he watches for a sign.
His soul ablaze with a passion
To only be hers,
But the demonic warriors
Have snatched her heart
And broken her wings.
She's a fallen angel-
She has paid the price of her heart,
And he can't find her,
To reach her like he did once.
To let her know that he will
Fight beside her--
To give her the strength she needs,
When she feels she can't go on,
And when she stumbles,
He'll reach out his hand
And catch her.
But has he fallen so deep
Into the fiery inferno
That is searing his being,
His own heart in jeopardy,
But it doesn't matter,
He will search for her,
Until he can search no more.
He'll wait for her to return,
And he'll fight for her.
Bring on the demons
Of past and present,
For they are not deserving of her,
And not that he is,
But he's giving all he has,
And he's waiting in Hell
To prove to her she is not alone.
Robert J Nye (2007)
