i have heard of a girl..
whose wings were torn away from her..
every feather..
stripped away..
every feather..
gone..
and her wings are now clipped..
a flightless angel..
a flightless dreamer..
deprived of her wings..
and of her dreams..
of love of warmth and of everything nice..
her face was coated with tears abundant..
her posture indicates her burden..
her heart heavy and worn out..
her expression ill with torment and sadness..
her eyes desperately searching..
for a safe haven to hide in..
and finding none..
she's just a girl..
the angel in her is fighting on..
but the devil in her is torturing her..
denying her rest..
i saw all these..
and i wanted to offer her a safe haven..
i wanted to rid her of her depression n torment..
i wanted to find her wings for her..
and fasten it back on for her..
staying beside her to protect her..
making sure she nv loses her wings her dreams or her way again..
and yet i couldn't..
because at the moment..
i woke up..
and i realised..
that the girl was me..
thE tiRed aNgEL dR0pPEd bY At 2:21 AM
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