Angel of Belsebub

And thus it were, I saw you, standing over me, a bright white light
emanating from your eyes, angelic wings unfurling behind you
dark as night, cool shadows shrieking from their movement
Around me, Death pursues, I look up and to the left, there I am
mirror imaged – dead, lying prone, staring blankly at myself
shadows hissing frenetically at me
your presence hindering them from their coveted spoils of war
I look right, and into your eyes, they beckon me
it’s time to leave this existence and step into the next
I shut my eyes, bright white light erupting from within – and a gasp
of freedom, from earthly shackles undone, to eternal peace
I rest