Dark Angel

Dark Angel

I can see him in the dark I can see him watching me. He is pissed and he is angry he furious with me.

There he stands the dark angel, planing how next to torture me he is cruel and he is clever he has so many tools to use on me.

He can make me beg for mercy he can make me scream for pain he finds out how to take me so near then just knock me back again.

Knowingly he can touch me where the fire burns the most, drawing and drawing until I implore for sating  then he kicks me to the floor.

He can lift me his hands in my sweet places, rest me on his joyous gift  then as ecstasy is in reach  toss me off as so much shrift.

He can leave wet and breathless crying out for sweet relief  he can drag me down to places that are so far from your belief. I am open wide to him but he does not care he will make me beg and pleased for it and then just rape me with his stare.

Here he comes the dark angel a smile upon his face he drags me across the floor strips me naked pulls me wide open, then displays to the world my disgrace.

19 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. bipolarmuse
    Feb 17, 2012 @ 16:09:13

    Such imagery… and wonderfully written…
    The last line is brutal.


  2. Mira Jay
    Feb 17, 2012 @ 16:17:36

    nice show of our dark weak moments..


  3. Martin Shone
    Feb 17, 2012 @ 18:10:54

    This is beautifully raw, Willow, like a burning feather ~ such pain and power. Wonderfully written.


  4. Maiya
    Feb 17, 2012 @ 22:12:49

    I love the last paragraph. How true. Life comes with a smile, a promise for more, then strips you and leaves you vunerable. Love this piece. Thank you for sharing it.


  5. zumpoems
    Feb 18, 2012 @ 21:13:26

    More sadness, anguish and desperation captures tastefully and effectively. Very well done!


  6. granbee
    Feb 20, 2012 @ 17:17:54

    Excellent imagery to show how very dark and powerful the negative forces of this world can be. But may the Dark Angel did a favor by exposing all the disgrace: now this person no longer has to expend energy in hiding it!


    • willowdot21
      Feb 20, 2012 @ 19:05:54

      You could have something there granbee perhaps the release of all hidden thoughts to the bright light of honesty. Who knows whether it is better in than out! xx


  7. Vampire Weather
    Feb 20, 2012 @ 20:01:40

    The strength of this metaphor is staggering. Such cruelty and fear, pain and emotion…wonderfully done, Willow!


  8. stevehallsbooks
    Mar 07, 2012 @ 18:12:16

    For Willow

    Tell him it is not your time
    you have much to give
    to those who would listen
    of experience, both good and bad.

    Your life… a book, perfectly written
    things others need to know
    your life… it’s lessons… so valuable
    helping others down the slippery slope.

    So tell him he is wasting his time
    he cannot change what is in your mind
    you are the one in control
    so tell him… he has to go.


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