Dark Whispers From The Angels Poem by Paula Glynn

The angels whisper in my ear,
My sense of hearing alert,
And I know I am being warned,
Of impending evil,
That wants me in its grip.

I feel lost,
As if I have been cursed,
I need to be forgiven,
My crimes punishing me.

I have known the darkness,
That strange place,
Beyond thought,
And I need to be taught,
To not fall into those,
Snake traps,
That seem to dominate my step.

I know there is an exit door,
But I have to wade through,
Those dirty rivers,
That drag me down,
And weigh heavy on my clothes.

I see red all around me,
That makes the darkness appeal,
For hearts I did steal,
I had been cruel and nasty,
I made others suffer.

And I know as I close my eyes,
I shall be back,
In that evil place,
Where the temperature will increase,
And my feet will burn on the ground,
Making me wish I were that angel,
That blows into my ear,
In a hushed sound.

But dark whispers dominate me,
Whispers that tell of a cruel fate,
And if I ever come back,
I will not be the same:
And I will be glad,
For I will have love & freedom,
That make the world go round,
Crime and evil a distant memory.