no name

This poem is about my bestfriend

No Name

You’re just like an angel,
Blessed by Aphrodite.
Your shine is blinding—
a holy light
emanating from your soul.

But like Lucifer,
you stumble on the edge of darkness,
standing on the line that separates both worlds,
fearful of which side the wind will blow.

You look like an angel,
but deep inside
you are broken and raw—
healing and breaking again,
doomed to the eternal suffering of hell,
yet chasing the light,
that small flicker of hope
glistening in your eyes.

You don’t come from darkness, no.
No—it's chasing you,
an eternal pursuit, because once you set foot in hell,
it doesn’t let you go.

Not until Orpheus comes to save you,
this time without any mistakes,
pulling you back into the light
so you can finally
spread your angel wings.