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.
I like to blaze new trails
on the road to nowhere.
On a journey through time,
Life is a series of written pages,
Climaxes and minimum wages.
The words so caref
Time is like the wind,
Slow and smooth.
Time can change swiftly,
Fast and
I can't tell you how much my heart hurts every day.
It's full of anger, pain, and regrets
Larry came into my bar
Every day to drink two beers.
"My brother’s death; o
When your heart suddenly feels
light, excited, at ease.
When you feel like your h
The time will come
when, with elation,
you will greet yourself arriving
a
My love for you is uncontrollable.
My feelings for you are unstoppable.
Can't go
If you were my rose, then I'd be your sun,
painting your rainbows when the rains come.
To me, you're like an angel, sent by God above,
To cleanse my soul of sadness and fill it
