Phoenix. {poetry}
Have you ever fallen lower than you thought you could bear, until you finally surrender to love again, because it is the great fire that burns in you?
Browsing Tag:
wings
The Glorious Pain Of Flying — Not Her F*cking Wings!
Every challenge she survived had left its mark on her. The battered dreams, the falls from grace, the ridicule and attempts to bind had eventually torn the skin from her body and left every nerve exposed. She learned not to touch, or lean, or draw attention to herself.
The Wings You Keep Tucked Away. {poetry}
Your wings you keep tucked away,
Folded in on themselves in preparation
for aviation and some great unknown
that is only hinted at on full moons.