Nobody bleeds forever, but we sure do still feel the pain, even after the wound has begun to heal.
We're human, we're fragile, we make our own share of mistakes. We learn and we love and we lose. That's the way life works. Only no one tells us how hard that can be until it's too late. We can't prepare for something we don't know anything about. Some things are inevitable but that doesn't mean that knowing they are coming makes them hurt any less.
We're all a little bit cracked, the only difference is that even with broken wings some of us learn to fly while others simply give up and let themselves fall. Sometimes the pain overwhelms us and we falter for a moment but we can't afford to give up.
We may get a little lost along the way, somewhere on our journey to being healed, being fixed, but we will always find our way back home sooner or later. We learn how much of a gift it is to fly when we can soar no longer. How much we took for granted when our bodies no longer graze the sky. But still we cannot afford to fall.
We will push through the pain and we will get stronger because of it but we will always remember this moment. It won't be easy but we will try because we have no other choice.
With broken wings we fly tonight.
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With Broken Wings (2013)
Poetry"Take these broken wings and learn to fly again." This is my own personal story of overcoming my demons and my grief. I define my recovery. ι'ℓℓ вє уσυя ѕнσυℓ∂єя тσ cяу ση, уσυя яσcк ωнєη уσυ'яє ησт ѕтяσηg ι'ℓℓ вє уσυя нєαят ωнєη ιт'ѕ вяσкєη, му α...
