If you only knew what the future held

The struggle, turmoil, utter hell

you can never go back

dark one

cast from the heavens like satan himself

a fall towards damnation – earth?

bleak and meager and blind and deaf

tearing sinew and bloody hands

horns sprout out of your skull

pushing out of the soil like a seed

you laugh and shake your head

pointed teeth and forked tongue

and here – you think to yourself

you were supposed to be

a lightworker.