Broken Wings

My broken wings brought me down

But they swore they would always keep me flying

I lost all support

Yet it was those same wings that had promised to aid me

With a tear in my wings

I came crashing down

I fell hard

I fell apart

But it wasn't the wings that saved

It was you

When the whole world vowed to protect me and stay by my side

The person least likely to do it was you

You mended my heart like a tailor would do to a piece of cloth

You sewed the gap between fiction and history

You fixed my broken wings

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

We can be surprised by the people who will tried to save us. I like the flow of thoughts leading to the positive ending. All of us need a gentle touch to know peace and calm in a life. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Abby]

This is a great poem. I can really relate to it!

[Sarrow]

That was really sweet and a good piece. I enjoyed how at first it was all about despair but then it picked up to a positive note.

[Vyse Cross]

Sounds like you are ready to fly, once more. I liked the line "You sewed the gap between fiction and history".

[opinionated]

thanks. yeah I love that line