when an angel loses its wings they have to take an escalator. nobody points and laughs. nobody cries either.
its probably the silence that hurts the most. just like when i had to take an escalator. i felt like a teachers pet transferring schools for a military parent. hell i almost felt like the class pet fireball the splotchy hamster dying overnight.
all of you paying your respects
downraining the playground flowers
all because we shared the same battle or discomfort or inconvenience and then we had to part ways and maybe you’ll think of me sometime
because when an angel loses its wings and they have to take an escalator it seems like a really really empty department store at the bottom