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.
Speak The Language Of Your Heart
Each day we wake is such a gift;
No moment's guaranteed.
Tomorrow isn't promised,
Time is like the wind,
Slow and smooth.
Time can change swiftly,
Fast and
Look not back on yesterday
or what you have left behind.
For only today is yours
My mirror is broken, or at least it seems to be,
for today I discovered an old man starin
Best friends stick together till the end.
They are like a straight line that will not ben
It's unbranded and unclaimed,
Elusive and in vain.
It ebbs and it flows,
You told me not to fart mom,
so I didn't eat the beans.
You told me it would smel
It has meant so much
Having you as a friend.
You will always be a part of me
We all have many types of friends,
And in our lives, they come and go.
But if we
You've been with me through rough and tough
Thick and thin, until the very end
&n
