Wings

[TelltaleInsanty]

I look at my feathers....
Tattered and torn
Another scar... another bloody lip
I plummeted again
The bloodstained feathers falling from the sky as I crash again
I never saw it coming
Another feather plucked
Love at its most desperate
Beaten and bruised
I laid here many times contemplating it all
Never saw the light
Never saw it coming
Suddenly all is changing quickly
The blood wiped from my lip
A smile that melts the ice from my heart
Frightened... I want to run.. To hide ... it can't be real
I freeze... Not sure how to act...
Slowly he makes me see
Mends my broken wings and broken heart
Again I test my wings this time flying higher than ever before
His love holding me high
Again I plummet
Lies tear out my heart and I fall again
Will I ever learn to fly

[kaidman]

so sad for a beatiful angel to continuously fall and rise but a nice poem

[Brigit Astar]

I love the last line. There is so much plantive suffering and anguish and forlorn hope in it. It ends the poem perfectly.

[jessy19]

lovely poem. Keep your head up and stay strong :)