there's nothing worse than eating dirt when you've already tasted the clouds. Feasting on the dreams you fought to keep when everyone else laughed and sipping every silver lining you could find like warm ginger tea after playing in fallen painted leaves.
Give me my wings
I'm someone far too enchanted with the sky, with being able to touch the stars that looked after me for so many years. It's more than painful to be here face down on the ground with no strength to stand and no home to go back to anymore.
Always been an angel in your eyes,
so why'd you take them back this time? Take this ******* halo, fallen down 'round my neck and give me the wings I spent so long forging for myself in the fires of Hades while he fished for truth in its lava seas. Good or bad, wrong or right, it doesn't matter much when you can no longer see the light.