Most people try to shoot for the stars.
I can’t get past the clouds.
Because each time I try,
I just get shot down.
People try to reach for their hopes,
Achieve all their dreams;
But I can’t overcome
All the darkness within me.
It’s like I’m always among the clouds,
Lost inside in my mind.
So many others are soaring
When I can’t even fly.
It always feels like it’s storming,
Like the dam’s about to break.
Like I’m constantly drowning,
And I can’t be saved.
This pain smothers me.
I can’t come up for air.
No matter how I try to heal,
I’m damaged beyond repair.
My head’s just clouded,
I’m drenched in the rain
Because I can’t find a way
To escape my pain.
I wear these scars like armor,
Wait the storms out.
All just to be followed
By yet another raincloud.
I can’t run.
There’s no way that I can hide.
When what I’m running from
Is the monster on the inside.
I just want to get past this.
I want to feel free;
But I can’t reach for the stars
When I have too much hell in me.
My mind’s in a permanent fog,
My heart’s heavy with hurt.
Maybe having broken wings
Is just what I deserve.
It’s becoming clear I’ll never
Reach the silver-lined sky
All because I’m a broken Angel
Who never learned how to fly.
8/11/25
Jan 21
Jan 21, 2026 at 6:48 PM UTC
Most people try to shoot for the stars.
I can’t get past the clouds.
Because each time I try,
I just get shot down.
People try to reach for their hopes,
Achieve all their dreams;
But I can’t overcome
All the darkness within me.
It’s like I’m always among the clouds,
Lost inside in my mind.
So many others are soaring
When I can’t even fly.
It always feels like it’s storming,
Like the dam’s about to break.
Like I’m constantly drowning,
And I can’t be saved.
This pain smothers me.
I can’t come up for air.
No matter how I try to heal,
I’m damaged beyond repair.
My head’s just clouded,
I’m drenched in the rain
Because I can’t find a way
To escape my pain.
I wear these scars like armor,
Wait the storms out.
All just to be followed
By yet another raincloud.
I can’t run.
There’s no way that I can hide.
When what I’m running from
Is the monster on the inside.
I just want to get past this.
I want to feel free;
But I can’t reach for the stars
When I have too much hell in me.
My mind’s in a permanent fog,
My heart’s heavy with hurt.
Maybe having broken wings
Is just what I deserve.
It’s becoming clear I’ll never
Reach the silver-lined sky
All because I’m a broken Angel
Who never learned how to fly.
8/11/25
I'm just an angel with broken wings....
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