Fallen angel’s Plight

Beautiful poetry and symbolism.

willowdot21

broken wings

I need to run I need to hide,

My wings  are clipped  my feet are tied.

I need to scream, but I can not cry.

Afraid  to stay , too tired  to fly

Alone  under a moon lit sky.

Can I run, can I hide,

Can I beat this pain inside

Will it  end, will I be  no more

Will I find  the key to the locked door.

Broken angel  that is  me

No longer blessed no longer free.

Shackled so harshly tied down

Lost  to all now bound to the ground.

Fallen Angel

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2 comments

  1. willowdot21 · December 15, 2014

    Thank you so much Gale.xx

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