Beneath these broken wings, hidden behind an empty gaze,
A hungry heart and awakened mind, left to wander in this forsaken place, always searching-
Disillusioned and detached, stumbling about in an endless haze.
Waiting for a different time, for things to change, clinging to dreams of pristine life without pain.
Thoughts strewn about in ugly, anxious pieces,
Doubt taking root in broken foundations-
In another life, given another chance, the demons would be slain.
This fog of unanswered questions consumes all.
If only I could find a way out-
I could be free.
Jan 18, 2013
Jan 18, 2013 at 8:48 PM UTC
Beneath these broken wings, hidden behind an empty gaze,
A hungry heart and awakened mind, left to wander in this forsaken place, always searching-
Disillusioned and detached, stumbling about in an endless haze.
Waiting for a different time, for things to change, clinging to dreams of pristine life without pain.
Thoughts strewn about in ugly, anxious pieces,
Doubt taking root in broken foundations-
In another life, given another chance, the demons would be slain.
This fog of unanswered questions consumes all.
If only I could find a way out-
I could be free.
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