your wounds glistened in the moonlight
the pain wreathed the shards of a glass heart
all together & the depth of the fall
was enough to break the wings of an angel
into pieces
but as the hope inside you crumbles into ashes
while all of the feathers slip away from you
into flames & smokes
will you find a moment to close your eyes
look at how we were made to fall
so we could find peace in the pain
would you listen so you could see deep down
there's a diamond now
of what used to be a shattered hollow
—it's fire is burning you back to life
as you bathe in the warmth of all the blood
your wounds glistened like starlight
so why don't you show the night sky
that in its darkest
diamonds bleed the brightest
& in the darkness
something it can never have back
is reborn
why don't you show all of the stars
who's the brightest
how gracefully you can burn
for freedom;
when they finally know
what their ever-burning fire can defy
they will fall
because the gravity of beauty is cruel
but broken angels, with the cost of our wings
these hearts of diamond is why we're
unbreakable people
so what's there to fear in falling
we're not as gorgeous as the stars
without all of our scars;
without loving the fire that burns us
it would turn us into ashes
Jan 16, 2021
Jan 16, 2021 at 4:21 AM UTC
your wounds glistened in the moonlight
the pain wreathed the shards of a glass heart
all together & the depth of the fall
was enough to break the wings of an angel
into pieces
but as the hope inside you crumbles into ashes
while all of the feathers slip away from you
into flames & smokes
will you find a moment to close your eyes
look at how we were made to fall
so we could find peace in the pain
would you listen so you could see deep down
there's a diamond now
of what used to be a shattered hollow
—it's fire is burning you back to life
as you bathe in the warmth of all the blood
your wounds glistened like starlight
so why don't you show the night sky
that in its darkest
diamonds bleed the brightest
& in the darkness
something it can never have back
is reborn
why don't you show all of the stars
who's the brightest
how gracefully you can burn
for freedom;
when they finally know
what their ever-burning fire can defy
they will fall
because the gravity of beauty is cruel
but broken angels, with the cost of our wings
these hearts of diamond is why we're
unbreakable people
so what's there to fear in falling
we're not as gorgeous as the stars
without all of our scars;
without loving the fire that burns us
it would turn us into ashes
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