Broken Wings
Seas of red ribbons of light.
Wondering if I’ll ever feel whole again,
as the tears fall on my pillow.
I’m just glad
I can feel again.
Feeling numb,
feeling scared.
At the same time, wondering if it’s all worth it.
Feeling pain that no one knows;
feeling anger.
My wings are broken;
I’m terrified.
My wings are broken;
Will I ever feel free?
Is freedom real
or a human construct?
Hating everything
I write.
Feeling anger and bitterness;
My wings are broken again.
Swimming in a sea of red,
hoping I can see those ribbons of light.
