Angels are Nude

Angels are nude

And abrasive

Never so evasive

As I am

To telling myself the truth

What stings

When open breathing

Eyes it brings

Naked as the right

To be, to saying no

To what I want not need

And useless is

A common thought

To actions unregarded

Discarded

As if we have just parted

Closest friends don’t part

Those words are

The lies they spark

As if

This segment of the show

Should hinder growth

Is mine to come by

Waist high is just water

Shit comes up to your eyes