Broken Wings

"In my life I am alone, Silent on my broken wings. Once lying on sweet, soft grass, Now sinking into that deep dark pit. My future holds no happiness, It holds what I know not. I have no spiralling cry..."

"The pretty colours fly around, Around their swirls and hopes. They are different, amazing colours, There only to please me. I know their for me, Because only I can see them. They swirl and twist and ..."

"The night is silent, Dark and warm. The night secures me, My horrid problems, Are swept silently away. My spirit is set free, To roam and live. Then the morning comes, And the bright blinding sun, B..."

"My life changes constantly. It soares in and out of blisful happyness. The bunt of all my troubles, Is my crazy, psychotic family. LET ME LIVE MY LIFE, I am no child any more! LET ME MAKE MISTAKES, I..."

"The vibrant colours, Soaring quietly through the air. The way of wonderful life, Eat or get eaten. The beautiful birds, Soaring quietly through the air. Calm me in all my anger. The vibrant colours..."

"Rage fills the vulnerable body, Erases the memory of all proper thoughts, Envelopes the eyes that see the wrong, And kills the golden, pure heart. Anger builds and holds the rage, Pauses the pure min..."