For the Longest time I have fooled you all. I have faked many laughs and smiles. I am an angel who has fallen and broken my wings. I try so hard to fly back up, but end up falling again, but 10x's worse. The pain I go though is slowly distroying my wings. Soon they shall be gone, then the pain will start distroying my heart and soul while you sit there and live on. Are you gonna be the ones to distroy me, or save me?
Is it wrong to give your heart,
Even though it's been broken,
To someone else who might hurt you,
Beyond repeair?
Beyond broken?
Would they even feel the guilt if you died?
Would they try to ask for forgivness,
While standing above your grave?
(I got this idea when I was watching tv and remembered my past)
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