Broken wings

Broken wings

A Poem by Eric Zavala

My wings won't take me where I need to go
But let's get on with the show
With my broken wings I collapse
I don't want to start to relapse
Can a fallen angel change his ways?
Or will I stay dark for the rest of my days?
Is there a way I can fix what I have done?
Or has my sorrows only begun?
With my broken wings I'm stuck down here
only to live in my only fear
the things I see with my these eyes
Makes me wish I could roam the sky's
Where I could live in heaven
And have my wings 24/7
I face some dark dreams
Of people and there silent screams
With my eyes closed and on my back
I can hear the sound of thunder crack
With my broken wing I have to walk
Though all the bullshit they have to talk
With my broken wings I cry
With my broken wings I try
To change why have been done
To Change what I have become
With my broken wings I survive
my broken wings are my inspiration to strive

© 2014 Eric Zavala


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Added on March 29, 2014
Last Updated on March 29, 2014

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Eric Zavala
Eric Zavala

La habra , CA



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