Violet_Writes

Clipped Wings

My wings are clipped,  
My scars exposed.  
My tears fall,  
And my heartbeat slows.

How do I move on  
When my love for you is overwhelming?  
How do I continue when my scars bleed,  
When the walls of my room bear the stains of pain.

How can I manage when everything  
I touch turns to gold,  
Yet I tarnish and age?

You\'re my necessity,  
The thing that keeps me youthful.  
You\'re my life support,  
I can\'t survive without you.

Why can\'t I soar again?  
Why can\'t I conceal them?  
Why can\'t I cleanse my face and breathe?

How can I be this lost  
That my heartbreak is persistent?  
How can I fly if my wings are bound,  
And I bleed as my tears flow?