Wings of DespairWings of Despair:More Like This
A momentary glance toward the birds in the sky;
Makes me feel like I am soaring; with a hope to fly.
But the chilling winds that wrap me, reflect the cold of this day
And the icy frost that batters me, chips me away...
It drains the very breath from me, as though the ice is locked within
I feel my hope is fading again; like a jar of captured wind...
Where once my will was strong and boundless; now it sits on broken wastes
I must admit this crushing despair, it feels as bad as it tastes....
From the moment that I acquired them, these were ugly tattered wings
They were made from my despair, and bound in bitter strings....
Like permanent fixtures, of sorrows and tears;
They are laced with poison, and embedded fears....
On the edge of my sanity, I hear the voices keening;
These are lives that are lost while the creature is breathing...
It's a snippet of darkness, a shard of me!
A hidden part that you will never se
Left DesolateI can feel it in my bonesMore Like This
Way down in my soul
A feeling deeper than alone
It permeates my skin
Swimming through my body
Leaving me empty within
If loneliness is a terrible thing
This is much worse
Leaving my heart with an unwelcome pang
Like breathing with a punctured lung
Or falling from a second floor window
It won't kill you, but it's far from fun
I can feel it moving inside me
Begging to be free
To escape my mouth by means of a scream
But I hold fast, hold it tight
I smile, laugh. Live.
I even manage some sleep at night
It's like living with a hex
I keep it hidden, out-of-sight,
But I always feel the effects