Open Your Wings

It started out with a broken woman, so used to poison running through her veins that reality had become much more a dream than clarity She gave birth to more broken women, little broken women, lending them that desire for that poison Thrown into different lives at different points, people who could not tolerate their sad demands for a drug, they were broken babies A man and a woman decided to make a home, make a life for broken people under their own roof, not yet to fully understand the consequence They grew up and yes the masters were imperfect but they were human and they tried They learned to hate and love the babies now children in an odd emotion unnamed to most The babies grew and grew, the blonde received punishment for her actions no friends The other two, joined by a different father than the blonde, left their family behind as quickly as social constraints allowed See they grew up destined to fail, destined to succumb to the mold of those thrown away by their own mother Two of them chose a path wrought with drugs and sex and people dressed on black with brightly colored hair They dismissed their chosen father and mother and instead created a reality in which they were criminals They spread their poison on tongues that burned with the guilt of a liar, learning to believe their own stories and so forget the burning No said the blonde, said I, I refuse. I refuse to be fates lite project, I am far more than a pawn in this game of life I had broken my life in many ways but my godsend was my youth I had time over time to make a world where I was king, and yes I made it. The finish line is far from near but I want to let you know that you are no different. I have scars to prove the pain I've suffered and invisible problems that ill bring to the grave but the sad truth is we all do You are more than that and if you choose to open your wings and learn to fly, you don't ever have to come back down