I don't believe in angels
only in a human hunger
for attention
and safety
and someone who calls the shots
I don't believe in angels
with so much hate
how could something so beautiful
even exist?
I don't believe in angels
perhaps I'm too afraid to put my trust in something unseen
maybe I'm just bitter
maybe I'm smart
I don't believe in angels
I wish I could
it could be an escape
the happy ending
to a sad story
where the protagonist finds God
but no
that's not it
I used to believe in angels
I felt safe
thinking they were there
I never questioned anything
at least not out loud
and I had faith and faith and faith
I had faith in faith
enough for me
not now
I'll never believe in angels
because if angels were real
I wouldn't feel this way
because if angels were real
none of this would have happened
because if angels were real
they would be merciful
and take me away