Broken Wings.

My broken wings;

Can bear now

I am finally free

Nothing has a grip of me now

Nothing clues me to this world

Nothing but my increasing strength.

 

Writings on the wall

"I WANT TO DIE!!!"

Are haunting me

I feel their structure;

Digging into my skin

Ripped scars open

Watched the red delicious blood run down.

 

Author's Note

Ignore Grammar Problems.
Honest Opinion As Always~

Reviews

[FemmeSpookyCorpse]

Very nice piece, my dear! Your descriptions are wonderful, very vivid! Well done = ]

-Femme_Gothique (Brittany)

[Becky C Strukamp]

You penned these emotions well. Excellent poem.

[Jeremy Baker]

To be free of the past is a good feeling. You poured a lot of emotion into this poem, which makes this an engaging read as well. Well written.

[Carrion.]

I like this. A haunting poem about a past. Very good job(: