i've been flying too low to the ground,
but since when could i fly?
i've been grounded since birth.
my head may have been in the clouds sometimes,
but my heart always remained on earth.
but ever since you came around i've grown some wings.
made me think i could fly.
made me think i could finally reach my dreams.
but i never came close to the sky.
hah, what a joke
i thought you gave me a way to soar
but it was me who built them.
it was my lips that swore
to blissful ignorance,
and hopeful innocence.
and that crippled me.
took a knife, jabbed it in my eyes
so i couldn't see.
and i crashed and burned.
i don't blame you though, don't worry
someone so broken
and torched
from the inside out
can't possibly understand
the uncertainty
and the pain
that your doubts made me withstand
I know you never meant it
I know the last thing you wanted to do
was to hurt me,
because of you.
but that's what happened.
truly,
the only lie,
was that I could make it through.
I came too close to the ground
the wings finally gave in
Now the only thing i'm left wondering,
is where the hell my head has been.

no other poets can really explain what it was like

no they write about love and relationships where love was once won,

but love was never won

it never even left the starting line

its still sitting there, pondering what could have been

looking at snapshots

now

of what never will