The cries of an aching world

Whimpering shrills  
Flow through the portal of my broken heart
I yearn to answer each one 
Embracing outstretched arms 
With legs stuck into cement 
As eyes drip drip drip 
And mouths scream “help!”
Daughter of Zion
Wings splay in an outburst
The temper tantrum of an angel 
As the enemy grows with pride 
Grooming his own demise 
Unable to see past himself 
To feel the soldier approaching
From behind 

The Blade of Lonely 

Closeness, like a needle on a string 

When will it mend 
When will it maim 
Ripping hard into temptation 
The lure of loves injection 
The camoflaughed virus within the vaccine 
Infected veins now running weak 
The wandering soul
The hawk eyes of the bird
To entrap her life
The craving for company 
Creates a naive ignorance 
So I coat myself with armor
A preference of protection over comfort 
I walk with my claws out
A warrior who has learned 
It’s best not to hold the earnest hand
God and I may be head to head
I’m a stubborn daughter 
With defenses up
But as my life completes its cycle
He’s the only one who’s never left
These bones of alone 
Are loaded with fire, not fragility
Forgive me Father 
But I’ll swing like a bat
And I won’t miss
The one who dare come near me
Adorned with the foul fragrance
Of false promises