Crying poems
Broken wings
- by Kat S 60
Wings of wax will melt and fall apartBut what if they are a true reflection of what's in my heart?
Weak, easily discouraged, and without pride
My escape to freedom denied
I can never spread my wings and fly
I will never know the feeling of the sky
For these broken wings keep me grounded
And trapped with the memories of how they once sounded
They used to be so beautiful and proud
But now they hang around me like a black shroud
Reminding me of my once known glory
And how this is just another sad story
These wings are torn and tattered, no longer able to carry me
My heart, unable to dream of the possibility of being free
And my soul, now a deep black abyss
Waits silently for death's blissful kiss
Lost
- by Sarah 58
The darkness surrounds meIt's getting so cold
I'm all alone
With no one to hold
My world is so empty
All what's left is pain
No sunshine to light my way
Just never ending rain
I drown in tears
My heart is crying
No one seems to notice
My soul is dying