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 Hardest Thing I'll Ever Do
The hardest thing I'll ever do
Is let go of you
And look forward instead of back
Sometimes you have to push yourself just to get out of bed.
You stay up 'til 2 am just wi
Some areas long as hoses
You buy at a garden store.
Mine can be used to smell ros
Observing the stars,
You came into mind.
I thought about your love for me.
<I come with no wrapping or pretty pink bows.
I am who I am, from my head to my toes.
Until I met you my heart stood still
Like the moon and the sun
Their love is true
She had looked for his coming as warriors come,
With the clash of arms and the bugle's ca
From the first lingering glance
Shared by a pair of prying hearts
To the last diz
No one truly knows or understands;
You have my heart in your hands.
My love is wh
What do I see in you? Oh boy. Oh boy,
I see mountains and rivers a lifetime of joy,
