Sunday, 22 May 2011

I will rise


My wings are tattered,Bloody and torn,
Dying, falling, I slowly crawl.
My life is forfeited, No longer mine by right.
I lost it when I took my flight.

I soared for a moment into the sky,
My wings thrilled with feeling.
A flurry of feathers, I danced and I sang
Now all I feel is loss And it's murderous pang.

Now I crawl in the dirt,
Blood in my mouth.
Stare up at the moonlight
Far in the distant skies.
Bliss was short-lived, as I soon found.
You condemned my heart, I was flung to the ground.
My wings may be destroyed and dull,
I am cold but not completely numb.
My heart is not dead And my spirit is strong.
I know these feelings Within my breast are not wrong.
Crush my body, Do you think I care?
I'll drag myself to the heavens somehow.

I will find a way to save my soul,
Save my dying light.
I will dance once again,
My whole being will ignite.
Don't think I can be shattered Quite so easily.
My heart is strong...

4 comments:

  1. WWoooooooooooowwwwwwwwww........AwXmmmmmmmmmm.....!

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  2. Beautiful.. I like it :)

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