esmiel

i'll be your angel

[angel-esmiel]

if you need a little sunshine, you could borrow some of mine

[powerssuggestion]

Modern angels

Angels smoking cigarettes off of balconies. They write proverbs on bathroom walls and sing hymns in the aisles of grocery stores.

Angels still filled with fury from before. They hold a grudge. They carry a knife. Their words are sharp and hurt worse than any blade ever could.

Angels with soft voices and hard eyes. Angels trying to fit in. They’re trying to erase the pain

Angels with wrists covered in runes, angels trying to speak in the tongues that used to come so naturally but this mouth just can’t form the words.

Angels you meet on the street. They touch your shoulder and you’re struck with lightning.

Angels filled with ideas. Their mind is buzzing. Covered in paint and chalk, you know they’re miles ahead of you.

Angels on their front porches, drinking sweet tea with a goddess. It’s nothing like ambrosia, but it’s close enough.

Angels with bloody noses and a smile. Angels who’re confused by this life. It’s not so black and white anymore.

Angels who speak with their fists and are close to none. Their Father has left them in the dust. No one can help them.

Angels holding their partners close while dancing. This life won’t last forever, so they wanna hold her tight while they can.

[angel-esmiel]

what were your wings made of? what colour were they?

did you know any humans? did you have a favourite?

did you have a special place other than heaven? where was it? what was it like?

did you have a role?

what was your angel name? i’m sure it was beautiful just like you.

does your back still ache from the heaviness of your wings?

[angel-esmiel]

even though the universe has worn you down, i promise i still love you, my child. you are as strong as humans may come and i am proud of you. you are safe with me, i will let no harm come to you.

[angel-esmiel]

i promise to protect you. my name is esmiel and you will always be a child in my eyes. you are safe here.

[angel-esmiel]

things that make me feel angelic

strawberry and vanilla ice cream

freshly fallen snow

someone gently running their hands through my hair, the way someone's hands once touched my wings

clean sheets

clear skies during a sunrise

light footsteps

[angel-esmiel]

i love being an angel, i love the feeling of purity and the connection to something beyond earth. despite my imperfections i am still an angel, i will fly again some day.

[angel-esmiel]

i see a lot of posts about angels missing their wings. don't worry, i miss mine too. when i close my eyes i can see them, i can feel them fold around my body, keeping me warm and safe.

i am lucky enough to have an angel visit me often, she keeps me safe and warm in the same way my wings did.