Broken Wings, Eternally Bound
In the silence of the darkness I found solitude to be the one I seek, yet in that dark moment I knew that embrace would turn my thoughts into a shriek by the end of the day you learn that no one wants to be lonely even those who sever the bonds that connect their hearts to the outer world. And by the end of the night you learn that we were born with our hearts entwined.
Broken and shattered beyond your reach
Where the rays of hope can never breach
The eternal silence that clouds my world
I am bound with the broken wings of a bird
Held and tied by fate’s ropes on the ground
With its will hidden and caged not to be found
If eternal torment on earth recreates eternal hell
Why do you not set me free and break this spell
Am I not worthy of saving?
If so, why is breathing so tormenting?
Was I drafted into this slavery just to be hurt?
Or am I not worth your effort?
Into this world of inhumanity I was bound
As despair eats up my heart inside out
My soul aches to breathe yet never to be found
Yet when I cry no one hears me, even if I shout
I extend my hand reaching out for yours
You retract yours,
I try to grip to the last resonating force
Yet your words of despise are so coarse
My teeth dig deep into my lips, stained in blood
My tears flow worse than any flood
Searching, extending my heart beyond the dark
Yet my desperate cries never ignite a spark
By the Gods that you cherish will you
Paint the world in white and add to some hue
For life has never tasted any bitter
And the light has never seemed any dimmer
That cold heart of yours breaks me
It shatters my hope, shatters me
And you watch from afar saying “let her be”
Unwilling to set me free, you break me
By the end of the day we are born broken and alone
In a world which has cast us with hearts of stone
Silenced, beyond the screeches of fate
I was, I am, will exist in this forsaken state
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