Broken Wings©

Love. When it's good, it awesome right? But when it's bad, when you are down in the valley crying, hurting, you feel broken. That's where I was actually when I began to write. I needed to purge from feeling this crazy, nonsense I was feeling. I truly felt like my wings had been broken, and I needed a way to express it so that I could shed it. I was done with crying about it and talking to my friends. And when I wrote that one line - my fingers did fly. And when I was done, this was the result.....

Tears stain my face
streaking the make-up I so carefully applied
I wish the day would somehow end
but it's only morning
I feel the burden of sadness
~I feel my broken wings
I'm tired
tired of the lies
tired of empty promises
tired of the tears
tired of my own sadness
~I feel my broken wings
Sitting here in my sanctuary, protected from all
the hurt
the pain
the disappointment
~I feel my broken wings
I'm tired
tired of talking about it to my friends
tired of thinking about it with myself
tired of the feeling
~I feel my broken wings
So I write about it
instead of crying about it
instead of talking about it
shouting to the darkness about it
~I feel my broken wings
Tears fall as my fingers fly
fly beyond the pain
fly beyond the frustration
they fly, they fly, fly
~Ifeel the weight of it all for just a moment
just a moment~
I feel the weight of grief
feel the weight of sorrow
feel the weight of hopelessness
I am empty
~I feel my broken wings
closing my eyes
I see the light
enveloping me
warming me
showing me
and finally
~I
See my wings
new
fresh
free
I press my fingers together for a moment
and I praise the heavens for this perfect vision
And
I
feel
free....