Your Angel

See these broken wings
How they struggle to hold me
These shattered battered things
That once ago set me free

But I’ll still catch you my love
That’s the way I’ll always be
Until the sun dies up above
Though it be the death of me

See this scarred and beaten back
Once so strong, perfect and lean
Still it weather’s each attack
From enemies vicious, spiteful and mean

Though it’s sore and broke and torn
It will still protect you from the storm
Though my body’s near fully worn
Take what you need to protect your form

See these tired, weary eyes
How they still adore you so
In a world so full of despise
I will never let you go

Though my sight begins to blur
I will keep you in my sight
Though I’ve become a worthless cur
I’ll fight for you with all my might

You call me your angel, your knight
But I would be nothing with out you
I would not care for wrong or right
For you, there is nothing I would not do.