Broken Wings.

November 18, 2008
By Paige Daniel, Sprinfield, OH

Emotions swirling in this place called my head,
theres wings on my back but their starting to break and become dead.
All I've ever wanted was for these beautiful wings to show,
now that I've been hurt the beauty has started to go.
Three words,Three feelings,Three meanings,all of the tears keep falling and stinging.
I was your "angel", This beautiful creature I was supposed to be,
then you looked at me,said I was nothing,just something ugly called me.In heaven Is where I was supposed to be,all I see is red,blood is all that covers what used to be me.
I'm screaming and pounding on these things I thought were clouds,
why cant anyone hear me,Why am I making no sounds?
I'm scratching and clawing to find my way out,a voice in my head is telling me I'll always be filled with this doubt.Everything begins to turn black,
the dark is my biggest fear because light,I'm starting to lack.
I'm in a new,strange,darker place,
theres a mirror infront of me and I'm stairing at my face.
I just sit there and stair,
my wings are breaking,this isnt fair.
My legs are sat perfectly neat,
I try to stand up,get on my feet.
The frustration has taken over my soul,I just fell through the clouds,
my heart must have a broken hole.
My wings will not let me fly off the ground,panic is starting to surround.
I'm realizing that I'm not me,
I'm not the same person that I used to be.My wings are finally broken and this angel isnt alive,
I should have tried harder,maybe I would survive.
Emotions were swirling in my head,
my wings are broken and my heart is dead.

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This article has 1 comment.

tin said...
on Nov. 26 2008 at 5:43 am
wow. it was beautiful.

i've been searching through poems on here, trying to find something that's actually good. this is it. its so real. never stop writing!

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