Like clay you were shaped and beaten into something new
spine removed and placed with strings
she tore out your wings.
I watched as you plummeted to the ground
I screamed your name but you covered your ears.
Promised love, promised glory
So you followed her song
I begged you, told you it was wrong.
You carried on.
Now you’re gone.
Due to family and people I dislike finding my blog I’m going to be posting more of my personal writings here.
As well as the occasional poem because the person I dislike, likes to plagiarize.