Was the demon at the steering wheel
on our detour to reshape the gates of hell.
I, impatient with passion,
was shadow chained to his sin.
With a halo of fire, nails carved symbols
of our savage sacrifice across our skins.
We’d singed our wings’ edges via sins that scalded the sun
only to break & burn like ash, tossed & lost in turbulent seas.
There He left me.
Shivering & defenceless under the scorching sun
it opened the cage for my unclipped wings to find the courage to fly.
On unsteady ground, it was the beginning of my journey.
Amongst the soulless, I became the breeze
Blowing away chalk lines of normality
For the desired illusional escape from others’ reality.
Then He caught me.
When I’d fallen far down the path of darkness.
And it’s there when I stopped breathing
That’s when He truly showed me how to live.