Mended Wing

A whisper in silence so hateful and violent
Gave up my soul, my voice has been silent
Your rules, your demands left a shell of a man
Broken and beaten by your unloving hand.

Days I would wonder if you’d touch me
Longing so much you just wouldn’t see
Drifting and dying I followed your lead
Allowing your indifference to make my heart bleed.

Crying and dying, with a spirit quite shattered
Only to learn that none of it mattered
You drilled me, you killed me I almost was dead
Believing the pictures you’d burned in my head.

The hell you created for me to believe
Led me to now where I see the lies you conceived
Take my soul back you wretched, dark thing
And, carry myself on my own mended wing.