Broken Wings : Writing

There's a light

There's a light

A Poem by Broken Wings


Theres a light at the end of the tunnelShining bright for youGuiding you out of the darkHolding you close in its embraceKeeps you safe foreverIt won't..
Cry

Cry

A Poem by Broken Wings


I know you're sadAnd that's all rightSometimes hurts too much to hold insideYou can cry on my shoulderCry until its overCry until the pain has moved a..
Gray eyed beauty

Gray eyed beauty

A Poem by Broken Wings


She had long golden hairA great smileLong legsAnd beautiful gray eyesHer eyes looked like storm clouds over the seaThey kept me safe and watched over ..
Grown up

Grown up

A Poem by Broken Wings


I may look grown up on the outsideWith my long dirty blonde hairMy light gray eyesAnd My long legsBut on the insideI'm a childTrying to break outI lik..
Maybe you're right....

Maybe you're right....

A Poem by Broken Wings


I fall to the floor with those words of hateThe ones you spit at meThe ones that make me want to dieThe ones that kill me insideYouay to others:"She's..
No one will listen to the voice they can't see

No one will listen to the voice they can't see

A Story by Broken Wings


I sat there on the floor. My wrists were cut....drop after drop of blood hitting the ground "drip drop drip drop." I would say everytime a drop hit th..
Changed

Changed

A Story by Broken Wings


"1....2...3" she counted in her head... That's how many people on the floor lay dead. She looked down at the knife in her hand she leaned down and sai..
I killed her

I killed her

A Poem by Broken Wings


Her heart beat was slowHer breathing faintIt seemed like she would never wakeHer eyes shut tightHer hands at her sideI can't believe what happened tha..
Music

Music

A Poem by Broken Wings


Music:It's the melody that sways you softlyThe words the lul you to sleepFast or slowThe music still flowsLike the prefect toon that you always sing t..
Ring around the Rosey....

Ring around the Rosey....

A Story by Broken Wings


She sits on the floor, lights off, candles lit. She stares up at the ceiling and starts to sing, "ringaround the roseya pocket full of poseyashes ashe..