Wild Celestial

Allow me to protect you, child.

A broken human. Yearning for forgiveness. Reach out your hands and I will hold them.

You are loved.

It saddens me how humans will throw their lives away when things can always get better than they are. If only my wings could fly fast enough to catch every broken soul.

Don’t blame me for the rats that keep coming into the apartment. I can’t help that I’m just naturally alluring.

For you I would give myself in to every sin. I would throw away the last of my holiness and allow myself to fall into hell. You are the only thing that matters.

The sky is screaming. It light’s up the clouds as it cries out for help. The God’s are sad tonight.

I have met a tiny human. A smol human. Little, chubby, and clumsy human. It gurgles oddly and reaches for me. Tiny humans can see me even when I’m trying to hide my presence. Tiny human’s parents are confused. I like the tiny human. Maybe we can get one.

It’s my angelic presence and I get to choose if I scare the life out of assholes who harass you.

Its not my fault that the raccoons just really like my presence. I can tame them if I want.

We went to the salon today. You said you wanted something called a manicure...? I sat next to you as the lady did odd things to your nails. Maybe next time I can get a manicure too.

The cat has started ominously floating in the corner of the room at night. I hope it doesn’t scare you.

It’s such a lovely thing to see you sleeping. The moments between consciousness where you seem so peaceful...

Hello humans and non-humans alike. I just would like to thank you all for existing. You make this world more beautiful.

Theres a candy wrapper on the floor of your closet. It’s sitting dangerously close to my nest but I’m too afraid to touch it. The candies that come from these dangerous wrappers cause you things called “sugar rushes”. You become uncontrollably energetic then crash. I am afraid. I will have to ask you to move the candy wrapper for me.

Your angel wings are hidden, but their golden feathers still call my name.