My wings are broken
You've got none at all
Feeling so trapped here
Lost in my thoughts
There's no escape from the dark
Because the light at the end of the tunnel
Is up too high
And I can't seem to remember how to fly
Stuck here waiting for high tide
To come and swallow me whole
I know how to swim just fine
But who needs oxygen
When you've been suffocating
For so long
I'm not sure I even know how to breathe anymore
I haven't forgotten
No
Perhaps I just don't want to
Sometimes we don't need saving
Because we're so used to the pain
That anything but suffering is foreign
And trying just makes me so tired
That I let it win all over again
Maybe this is hell
Or maybe I've just forgotten about heaven
But either way
It's not so bad
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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...
