BROKEN WINGS

© RYAN GUILEY

No one knows or understands,

Except you who lent their hand,

The world just stops and freezes,

As our hearts will never seizes.

 

Not even a good bye or a last kiss,

You know I won’t let you off my wrist,

They never admit to their deliberate faults,

Let their souls be buried within a money vault.

 

You are my compass and my guide,

My protector, my love, and my bride,

Sacrifices were made for equality,

A system that is so damn faulty.

 

Having prior knowledge of the trade,

But still they like to steal and invade,

 The cycle will stop, as we our going to rise,

Can’t hide the truth as it is the right size.

 

The moment is approaching which is near,

As I will always see you in the mirror,

Then I am hypnotize with a glare,

Thankful that you saved me in our lair.

 

But, you have never let me down,

Even though you left and are out of town,

What keeps me going is that white gown,

Or those baby eyes which are so brown.

 

 The lost years can never be replaced,

They should be ashamed with a disgrace,

Don’t worry, you never broke my heart,

Since, I always believed, from the whole start.

 

I will be waiting near the bells that ring,

I will heal your broken wings,

I will wipe your tears that fall,

As it’s time to knock down those walls.