Broken Feathers

Broken Feathers ::~
by SheaRyhai © 2011

A few simple lines
as her pen swept along.
To her it felt right
but they said it was wrong.
It's a difficult feeling
like rejection, but worse.
She's helpless to defend
the words that were hers.

They're throwing stones
at the wings of an angel.
These innocent words
become dark and tangled.
She spoke from her heart
as well as her mind.
The damages been done
leaving only – broken feathers – behind.

Silence is what's left
when the voices had died.
Heart confused and hurt,
all because she tired.
To reach out to others
in her own way.
The playground of dreams
where bullies come to play.

They're throwing stones
at the wings of an angel.
These innocent words
become dark and tangled.
She spoke from her heart
as well as her mind.
The damages been done
leaving only – broken feathers – behind.