Darker Than Midnight Poetry

Broken Wings

I wish I had wings

To fly far from the trouble

To soar above the guilty

I wish I had wings

The opportunity to leave

The strength of extra limbs

I wish I had wings

To forget what aching feet felt like

To only reach the sky and kiss it

I wish I had wings

The burden of gravity won't bother me

The ones that can't join in will be mute

Instead I get chains on my back

Weights that pull me down

Torn skin replace soft feathers

Burnt bones outline the nightmares

My back aches and turns weak

Horns twist in and out of the ugly limbs

Blood and bruises color them

My wings I wished for

The things that let me soar

The weapons that makes the guilty run

My wings I wished for

My very demented wings

My very scarred wings

My very torn wings

My very bruised wings

My nightmare wings

Reflecting me

These are my very own

Broken wings