my angle wings broken off of me

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    my angle wings broken off of me

    I’m an angel with broken wings. I've been mistreated, beaten, pushed around and even thrown down. I have tried and tried to stay up high. But my wings just couldn't fly. U see I use to fly- fly so high in the sky but my wings just can't fly ...Broken, torn and ripped ya that is what he did. I’m in the corner, with my head down and feeling so alone in this world that is just so dark and cold. I ask myself where do I go from here. Who will help me now? It is going to take to some time to for my wings to learn how to fly again because I have never been so low. Wow now I see what it feels like in this cold dark world alone. I see an angel calling me but I’m afraid to trust again, I’m in hurt and in pain and don’t even want to try again. I look around and see what has happened to me... I am so fragile and in pain it seems like "everything" I did was indeed in vain. Now it is pouring down heavy, heavy rain with thunder and lightning I am so scared i can't see through the rain and my wings are heavier than before....to try to even fly high like before I get up from my corner from where I have sat, and stand up erect with the rain still falling on me. I thought i heard "another angel" calling... calling on me this one is different you see because he spoke his whole life story. He said to me: "My wings were broken in two and I didn't know what to do. I have been here before but I was able to get restored. I was Alone in this world of darkens and didn't have no one to run to. I wanted to end my life but I learned how to fight too. I will lead you to the way but it is up to you to gain and obtain!!! You may think things are bad but look around and see what you do have. !!!" All I could think about was this angel is different. He indeed is one of a kind... because in a sense he saved my life. He gave the strength to carry on and to stay standing strong. His gentle way of speaking had me praying that he one day would return. I never had a chance thank this angel for what he has done...done to me, this angel had to FLY...fly to another place you see, You should of seen him he had big, beautiful, strong wings...that he passed on to me. I think of this angel... and hope that one day I get to "thank him" for coming to save me" This angel is unforgettable, I thought I told you? Did you not hear me right? He is indeed "one of a kind". I will look up at night hoping he is alright. When you feel you can't take no more just look around the corner cause it ain't like your neighbor next door. We are all angels and we have strong wings to fly high... to fly high in the sky, so when you see a broken wing we need to find each other in the time of need. So tell me please when you are in need so I can pass on what that special angel did for me. I wrote this as inspiration for someone who was there for me when I was low..I am taking my broken wings and will learn how to fly again because of him. (srh) MS. P

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