I remember those lonely, cold nights
when I didn't stay up to fight,
but I guess it's alright
because I need someone by my side.
Hey, at least now I've got you,
or do I really got you?
I didn't think once I said "I love you,"
I wouldn't be able to fly too.
I was on some really tall heights.
Now, I can't even think right.
Our future's not really bright,
but I guess it's alright.
I can't remember the last time I flew.
I know it wasn't with you
because you'd never let me do
what it is that I want to do.
I have some insight
that I will never again take flight.
I want to be as high as a kite,
but I know it'll cause a fight.
So, I suck it up, like you do.
How is this fair to you?
Should I cut with a screw,
or shall I die without you?
I'll just say it's alright
because you help me sleep at night.
Although, I want to take flight,
but I really don't want to fight.
I don't sleep alone anymore,
but, now that you're here, I get so bored.
You scream as I lay on the floor:
"You're just a trash whore."
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No Wings
PoetryDedicated to Lund The sequel to "no halo." "I'm an angel, look at my face! Hell is not what I bring, I wanna help your case! I've lost my halo, and never had wings!" "No Wings" Beats (playlist): https://soundcloud.com/helllbitchonorinam/sets/nowings...