Tears of an Angel

An angel cries
in the dead of night.

A broken tune,
he whispers just right.

The lonely hollow
where his heart used to be,
aches painfully
from the memories.

Everything he'd known
has flown out the door.

He doesn't quite know
who to love anymore.

Is he truly who
he thought he was?

Or, is he a demon
of his kind?

His mouth fills,
at the thought,
with a tart pool
of brine.

He closes his eyes,
hoping to sleep.

And, prays to God
he'll wake from this dream.