Wings of Flames

12 1 1
                                    

Your decaying body and fragments of your heart
All lay paralytic on the highest peak of a trash heap
Due to various factors, your wings were ripped apart
Into each crevice in your frail soul, depression seeps

Self-destruction drained your arteries and veins
To fill them up with oxygen, you've longed desire
I'll ignite the spark of hope for your spirit to gain
Rise up, let the tiny embers spread like wildfire

Your entire being, allow these flames to cleanse
This fire shall mend each feather that had been torn
Throughout this process, don't worry; don't be tense
I will accompany you till your wings are reborn

***

A/N: It's very difficult to cope with depression, but it's not impossible to withstand the sorrow. Keep in mind that opening up to someone will speed up your spirit's healing. Also, no matter how long the process of regaining a blissful and normal state may be, just remember that hope for the future is still abound.

WingsWhere stories live. Discover now