Wingless Butterfly
There are no more tears in my eyes
for i've cried them all out,
heard too many false hopes and "goodbyes"
dont know where im heading on this long endless route.
i try to fly, but my wings are not there,
all is see is the emptiness of the air
trying, trying, still attempting to soar,
wishing all this pain to go away,
not wanting to deal with it anymore.
always something that pulls my heart down,
trying to survive in an ocean of sadness,
trying so hard not to drown.
but these angry waves keep crashing down on me,
pushing me down further in this cold deep sea.
dreaming of being where the sun shines and the clouds are warm,
but instead being stuck in a violent ocean of despair and an endless storm.
wanting to be loved, supported and cared for like it was meant to be,
but a butterfly does not belong in a sorrowful sea.
A butterfly is supposed to have wings and soar into the sky,
be happy and beautiful and free to fly high.
i wish i could know what it is like to have wings
but im just a wingless butterfly
who will never experience the happiness it brings.
