My Angels a Dude

Someone sent me an angel, I swear this is no lie

And get this, more shocking, my angel is a guy

He wears all black with really long hair

This is no hallucination, as he is always there

I had no idea, nor did he ever once mention

He just gently and silently gave me loving attention

It started to dawn on me months into my demise

He stood still beside me, to my constant surprise

Still that does not define an angel, to be of support

It was his unannounced arrivals, just as I would fall short

I fought the help, the love, the faith, mostly his trust

He would just not give up, I was never awful enough

Undeserving, I kept on my spiral down faster

Nothing but kaos, illness, fog and disaster

Still he would come check me everyday to ensure

My health and surroundings were safely secure

But mostly to remind me and show me on his own

No matter what, I was never going to be alone

I will be honest I could not trust his intentions

And confused, as I had nothing to offer but questions

His pure consistency I had never known

His sincerity for someone like me felt so alone

I never felt such anger yet I did not want this to end

Who would accept such an incapable and sickly friend

But here is the angel, the reason I know

His faith in my recovery and his words did show

Truth in his promise and every bit of his own trust

He lent to me as my belief was a must

His timing is spiritual in the order my days unfold

His gentleness unfamiliar in the realness of his hold

Every detail he had said does all come

And so miraculously where is he from

I live and breath today literally because of his love

He is something I now believe comes from up above

I could never repay his gifts of my

I can only share his hope, his love and continue to try.