Black are my wings
Dark as the night
Producing a fake smile
It's not worth a fight
Black are my days
Staring behind me
No golden stairway
To lead me the way
Black are my thoughts
Swimming in my head
Can't connect the dots
Between the good and evil
Black is my world
No light outside
And all is swirled
Nowhere for me to hide
Black is all that remains outside
If I am fighting no more
Only dark clouds
Will be my chains
Behind a prison door
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Black Wings
PoetryI wrote this poem back in high school. I think it was wrote during bullying prevention month or something similar. I hope I can get this poem across the world and maybe it will help!
