Poem #49: Wings
#50 of Poetry
This is a poem about emotional escape. Some days, we all want to give up. If we just give ourselves some time and cope, we will get through anything. Enjoy.
Wings
I cannot bear this pain I no longer feel sane Blood flows through my hand Nobody seems to understand This feathered fate lifts me Into the air all will see
The words I say will crumble My life from the sky will tumble I cry inside my hate It certainly must be too late I can never be saved These words my life has engraved
The condition of my soul will taint Such an ugly picture I paint Hope has been lost to me Eras of time won't set me free From the prison of my mind Desperation has made me blind
Deep inside I feel such shame Upon myself I place the blame Death and life hang together On the weight of a single feather My thoughts rage in pain I write to nothing in vain
Shadows cloak me as the night Black and grief with fear to fight Tears come and cloud my eyes My heart inside wilts and dies Without a friend I sigh and groan Knowing I will forever be alone
Few know the pain of rape From your mind there's no escape I let my body truly be So speak that I may feel free I cannot bear the pain today Let these fragile wings take me away.
~bhscorch
"Wings" by bhscorch is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NoDerivs 3.0 Unported License