Friday, December 5, 2008

Broken Wings

The risen gates won't open up for me.
My wings are far too broken.
I can't hold myself up any longer,
I'm falling.

I've fallen apart, barely breathing.
I keep drifting, my heart is still beating.
My eyes tell you that I'm about to break,
Keep looking at me.

One thousand broken hearted lovers.
One thousand winged messengers.
Take these broken wings,
save me from what I've become.

I'll hide from what I lost in this life.
My soul searches for a place unknown,
I'm so lost, so far away from it all.
I'm so far, so far from home.


Gina said...

Well, you have definitely improved upon the continuity of your imagery; this was very easy to follow and imagine in my mind.

Bela said...

Wow, thanks! WHY SO SERIOUS? hehe...

Gina said...

Meh... homework again. I think better (and am more helpful) when I do not have homework.

Bela said...

Okay...I completely understand! High School, what can you do, right?