Fallen Angel

Fallen Angel

Is there anyone else out there like me, Sometimes it abruptly disturbs me that I can hear life in a sense where there's no life at all when I can hear mother earth callin her children when I hear whispers in the dark and there's no one there talking at all, Is there anyone else like me, they say there's a thin line between genius and insanity, yes I am insane my yearning and desire to live makes me out to be a mad man on the outer surface but inside I'm as innocent as my newborn child, Genius huh an understatement to my abilities, Man couldn’t begin to explain or emphasize how extraordinary my existence is, to be to really be is to love to hate to accumulate to know loss, to cry to be happy to bleed to sweat to hear your callin, Angles come in all different shapes and sizes let God be the judge of how clean an individual has to be to be able to rest in Gods haven to really be anointed by the blood,
With everything that’s going on from my girls questions of her loyalty to me, to her wanting to take breath my life support my child away, to my debt to financial institutes and also society, I only feel its preparing me for the gates, see what peoples don’t seem to understand is heaven and hell aren’t to far apart so make no mistake when I say that preparation for the gates is earthly bond and you can find heaven here on earth or hell if you should so choose