No Wings

 

I’m a damaged mess

I thought you could see past

the brokenness that I could never change

You say I can be saved

Don’t waste your breath

There’s no exit to this Hell I’ve made

 

 

I’m not an angel

I haven’t lost my wings

None were ever granted to me

I’m not yours to save

You can walk away

You wont be the one to make me break

 

Leave me here

And take all your fears

I will never have to handle

I have no dreams

They’re burdens to me

All they do is break and shatter

 

I’m not an angel

I haven’t lost my faith

I just never found my savior

I just never found my savior

Do demons even have a savior?

 

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