i will reap my wings.
that the demons tore of my back leaving me to bleed
tearing them to pieces with their yellow sharp teeth
i will sew them together, it may be damaged but they aren't broken anymore,
with my wings i will fly away from the darkest hours of night
into the light
"shine bright my little flower."
i will for you, maybe one day i can bring you out of the darkness too
And then I woke up back to reality
i can't save you darling even if i wanted to
even if my word was true as the sky is blue
the demons devoured my wings
we're not going to fly away from here
in dark is where we stay together
"stay in the dark with me."
the voices are getting louder again,
who was i to think i could believe in flying,
when i can't even walk
sorry i meant, i want to reap my wings
the kids don't wanna come home by declan mckenna
April 29, 2017
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INSINUATION OF TREPIDATION
Poetry(PART 2) first, comes the tentacles of the fear, naivety, and greed that wrap around our necks. then, comes the blades of courage that prevent them from suffocating us. trep·i·da·tion trepəˈdāSH(ə)n/ noun a feeling of fear or agitation about someth...
