My Angel Poem by Trevor McLeod

I seek escape from this lonely existence. My dreams are happy. My wakeful moments are dreaded.

She awaits me in my dreams. I see her standing in a field of flowers. The blue sky beckons to us. I gaze upon her but I do not see her with my eyes. I see her with my heart. I cannot see her face but I know her beauty is beyond compare.

She greets me with open arms. I feel no worries in her embrace only her love for me. I swim in the flow. We move as one floating through the sky. Holding her hand we sail through eternity together.

I wake and feel this crushing world press on me. I still feel her hands warmth in mine. I weep at the loss of that warmth and her love. The world whispers to me of the despair I feel. It reminds me that I will surly die as I was brought into the world. Alone.

As I succumb to the despair I feel her arms wrap around me comforting me. My tears stop. As I bask in the glow of her love I feel the warmth infuse my soul. I know now that she will always be by my side.

Her love is what drives me on even through days of hellish proportions. Her love helps me survive those days and knowing that she is always by my side. When the world becomes unbearable. I seek her warm embrace. There I find comfort and shelter she protects me. I know I have a limitation that’s why I feel no shame in seeking her safety. The pool of love is like an oasis in the desert I immerse myself in to escape this cruel world.

My angel has seen the scars left by those with no remorse. She wept at the sight. She soothed the ache and heeled the scar. For a while my heart had hardened to prevent the pain I felt. I buried notions of friendship and love for fear of more pain. During that time she could not approach me due to the pain and suffering emitting from my heart. Time has healed those wounds and I sought my angel in my dreams and found her. She had been waiting for me never doubting my return. She rejoiced at the sight of me.

I begged forgiveness for being so cold to the one being who wanted to help. I knew that she would forgive me because that is the greatest gift of love. In her embrace I wept as the warmth and love once more infused my soul. I never could forgive myself for being so cold to her. I hope one day to make it up to her.

We stand in the oasis of our love sharing in each other’s warmth. The love we feel is not physical, but that of two souls becoming complete. I hope to find my angel in reality but until then I will enjoy her company in my dreams. I feel that one day I will meet her, but until then I will wait with the patience of an eternity. I know I may see her tomorrow or a hundred years from now. I bid each second adieu knowing that each passing second brings me closer to my angel.