My Broken Wings
i used to believe i could do anything
i used to dream
as if they were all possible
i used to wish
as if i had a fairy god mother
i used to believe in happy endings
and fairy tales
i used to believe i could fly
i use to close my precious innocent eyes
and picture myself
happy with everything i ever wanted
with a whole heart and a perfect life
it was a beautiful lie
a delicate lie
that eventually cracked
and shattered
i hanged on to every dream i had
for as long as i could
untill i could no longer hold on
as they flew away into the unknown
and when i finally lost grip
i fell
and as my eyes filled with tears
and my heart filled with regret
and my mind wondered why
why i couldn't fly
my wings were broken
Copyright © Chamonique Knowles | Year Posted 2010
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