Broken Wings

I flew before, but now I fall
I dream before, but I see nothing at all
The wind whips in my face
with my past making his case
The feathers of my wings slowly pull away
as I stumble and I plead for them to stay
I wish I can change it all
but all I can do is fall
Onto the hard, cold ground
No one cares, they just stand astound
At my pain, at my tears
at my heart, at my fears
at my hurt, at what nears
I pray but my prayers are never heard
as I lie here like a broken bird
whimpering soundlessly in the night
fighting aimlessly in this fight.
I open my eyes, but my tears overcome
reminding me where I came from
I shiver in the frost
as I wander lost
Deeper into the cold
as I slowly grow old
I feel my broken wings
As the pain I feel stings
I wish all this wasn't real,
but it's the pain I feel
that will never heal.
My past haunts all my days
In so many ways
I finally give out my last will
but not giving up still
I will fly and maintain
Forgetting my stain
of my past and fly away
I will not stay
I will escape my tomb
as I did from my mother's womb
and be happy once again
that I do not know when
But I will fly surely
and most purely,
These broken wings will fly.