Archangel Michael stayed by my side 

As my support to dry my eyes

My guardian angel

During nights I thought I’d die

He could always hear the hostile fights 

And feel my heart racing from the fright

He knew if I was calling 

What he’d hear would not be light

He helped when I was strangled 

And when the evil spirits were flipping tables 

He’d analyze what was happening

To see the story from every angle

Sometimes there was only static on the phone

He’d get calls when I’m not even home

God needed him to listen carefully

To hear the sounds of evil when left alone

My recollection became divided through fogged tinted glass

Gradually remembering my dark and haunted past

Constantly in danger

Sometimes by my own hands

Archangel Michael knew I liked control

And wanted it for my anticipated fate of my painted role 

Stuck in a purgatory 

Within the Devil’s homicide or suicide goal 

He’d sent me those who’d hurt me 

With me not knowing how far their anger goes 

Permanent hyper vigilant state to stay protected

Possessed for my own safety by Archangel Michael to always do what I was told

Then there was the hell of my own creation

Needing a love with lots of patients

That understood my fear

And why I always acted so gracious

I needed reassurance that I was safe

With a tormented fear so heavy I’d test that fate

Because I wanted the peak of their violence to finally happen

So I’d stop anticipating that date

The angels were there at heavens gate

To send my periodical savior soulmates

That like Archangel Michael, answered every call

So there was no danger that would await

One finally helped me gain God’s grace

The only love I willingly chased

That always kept me protected

And had even obstructed predators when my drink had been laced 

God will judge our final case 

With the real fate we all would face

Him and the angels see through all

Even if physical evidence is gone without a trace

Thank you for taking my calls

And refusing to let me fall

You knew my destiny was holy

A resilient soul who’d been through it all

In a state of grace I live without much fear

Even when I think heaven might be near

I know I haven’t been perfect

But Jesus reformed me to make my conscious clear