Angel in Hell
Malicious, mad, manYou cold, thirst for blood
seductive Spirit
When will you realize what
you really are?
Adept toward evil,
your mind gone mad
With self pity
She called you an angel
but Heaven was not your abode
Rather, the dark caves
of your mad wanderings
Yes, even the pit of Hell
you called yourself rightly
Cold and starved, hardened by grief
as you said, The Angel in Hell
C.A.G. 9-10-07
