Without my wings to carry me
Missing my halo I used to see
I journey forwards on the trail
And still my heart is yet to fail
For I am lost, not to be found
A broken soul left to the ground
My destination yet to be known
With many dreams I do not own
Darkness is not something I fear
Unlike the creatures wandering near
Rains soft whisper comforts me
And lightning screams for me to flee
I am fallen, not something to love
Now I am forsaken below and above
Suffering is a familiar field
Unfortunately for me, I have no shield
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Random Poetry
PoetryJust a bunch of my random poetry, some will be happy and cute and some will be dark and depressing. Thanks for reading!
