I am the beacon of darkness that echoes through the eternal screams of terror.
The falling star that dims in the illuminated spots of the universe.
I am the one that conceals and the bringer of all things tragic.
You will find me in the brightest days,
For I am the shadows of your past.
With in me I am amused by the glory of hope.
The same hope that gives a single warrior the false belief
That he may survive the war.
I am the essence of hate in its flawless form.
Is forever placed in the pits of hell.
For I am
A fallen angel of a beautiful world.
I am the beacon of light that echoes through the eternal screams of glory
The rising star that shines in the shrouded spots of the universe
I am the one that illuminates and bringer of all things bright
You will find me in the darkest valleys
For I am the silver lining that shows the way out
With in me I am hunted by the shadows of hope
The same hope that gives a single warrior the courage
That he may stand against an army of thousands
I am the essence of love in its purest form
Is forever placed in the gates of heaven
For I am
A lost lit angel of a broken world
~ Tony Paradise’s Poet ~
The tattoo on my arm.