Through this darkness,
I was falling apart,
and suffering,
yet I'm still so lost,
and useless.
The sun rose,
but nothing changed,
I'm still a frustration,
and pointless,
deep in their eyes.
I aim at the sky,
with my broken wings,
I attempted to fly,
after all, it was meaningless,
even after countless tries.
I'm awake,
from this joyful nightmare,
where no one care,
still this pathetic soul,
count on me.
YOU ARE READING
Shattered Wings
Poesiatorn apart felt so hard don't know where to start i let my loneliness top the chart
