SAVIOR OF THOSE WHO WANT TO BE SAVED

Who do you call when the sky is falling, and everyone is scattering, trying to figure out what all their positions are about while I sit here as a king alongside my queen, counting all the stars of our wishes that for us came true and no longer being dreams?

Who is looking down on us from these planets that doesn't ask why we don't look above because we no longer know how to be kind to one another and show love because we are too quick to judge?

I am sitting here rambling on this page with words that may be brushed aside, but maybe someone will look between the lines and see that they are my blood that the ink spills and the thoughts of a mind that has seen and felt a lot in my lifetime and I speak from experience and not from the heart.

I have touched the planets and the stars that I speak of
I have walked through the gates of heaven that you pray to because I am god's angel of warriors sent from above. I am the demon of the hells that you care to hide. I have become a savior for those who want to be saved.