

Broken Wings, Broken SpiritYou tell me to fly, Yet you clip my wings. I ask you why, You tell me to sing.Broken Wings, Broken Spirit
You cannot see that you're driving me mad, But you push and push me closer to the edge. You insult me for trying even when I'm sad, But you shove me closer and closer to the ledge.
Why can't you display any love, even a token? Why can't you see my spirit is broken? Why can't you see that I cannot fly? Why can't you just tell me why?
You don't know how many times I prayed for death, You don't know how hard I've tried, You just pushed me and ripped me bereft. &nbs


Random SanityI just got off of work, and I was driving down the road to get home, after picking up something for lunch, then a thought occured to me as I drove; am I still sane? I asked myself in my mind, as the radio blared some modern music, tuned into KROQ, a local rock and roll station. How can anyone have gone through what I have and still remain sane? My mind continued, with little regard for my emotional state. But strangely, I didn't sink into depression, my thoughts didn't even continue to question my sanity for much longer... But then I wondered, how can anyone be sane in this insane world? This worldRandom Sanity
Welcome to DA, If you yhave any questions feel free to IM me,.. always willing ot help a new deviant!
I'm watching you.. and I look forward to more poems!!
--
Where am I going? And Why am I in this handbasket??
Oh! And welcome to DA! :hugs:
--
Live life to its fullest because you never know when its going to be taken away from you.
Previous PageNext Page