Angel Over Me

I lay, existing, and pray for angel to come over me. Cold, bold, and hopeful, I put out for sleep once again. And today, may the innocence I dream be mine. The fear, the cower in my heart replaced with the love I once knew.

I pray for an angel to come over me. Dear god, I dream of dreams to come true, that the world be something I bear. To know you, and feel you, for the sad differences erasing that which is me remind me quickly what it's worth. So much resistance and confusion: Reality, remove this storm above me, so lost and catching whatever is still within me. I dream of stillness and realize, as if there could be another time.

To hold me, to heal me, to let me in your house. The painful thoughts that stab my beauty at every moment destroy me no more. To shield me, to wield me, when I feel useless. I need something to hold me still. Like an artist painting, I am shaking, please hold my hand still.