Torn Wings

An optimistic one!

The feeling of happiness gives you the wings to move forward,
to spin and twirl in the unending sky,
in this pure, complete bliss,

But like all things,
that blissful happiness turns,
your beautiful wings torn,
one by one,
as you feel every aching, painful pluck,
you cry and fall to the ground

As you cry and moan over your torn wings,
the beauty stripped bare,
you think it will forever be this way,
then the flicker of hope lights,
telling you it won't always be,

You gather your torn wings,
picking up your head,
and see your happiness awaits you,
it calls your name, begging you to come,
and during your walk towards it
your torn wings,
heal