Wings of wax will melt and fall apart,
But what if they are a true reflection of what's in my heart?
Weak, easily discouraged, and without pride,
My escape to freedom denied
I can never spread my wings and fly.
I will never know the feeling of the sky,
For these broken wings keep me grounded
And trapped with the memories of how they once sounded.
They used to be so beautiful and proud,
But now they hang around me like a black shroud,
Reminding me of my once known glory
And how this is just another sad story.
These wings are torn and tattered, no longer able to carry me.
My heart, unable to dream of the possibility of being free
And my soul, now a deep black abyss
Waits silently for death's blissful kiss.
The Terrifying Thing About Love
It is a terrifying thing
to watch love
walk in your direction
when you be
My darling, remember those days long ago,
When we both held hands through rain and snow?<
It seemed like a good idea at the time,
But looking back now I cringe just a little.
When we were born with no possession.
The love received was our concession.
No wo
What do I see in you? Oh boy. Oh boy,
I see mountains and rivers a lifetime of joy,
A wish for lots of birthday fun
To last until the day is done.
Hoping that all yo
Your lips so soft and red.
The thought of kissing you is stuck in my head. &n
It's the way you say I love you and the way you hold my hand.
There's just so much about
You've got quite an easy style
with a tender heart to match,
and how you'd wear a
In life, some people will hurt us and cause us pain,
but we must learn to forgive and for
