Clipped

Am grounded,


Cant fly no more,

Fallen from grace,

Wings clipped.

Cant run on divine spirit,

I used to soar,

Above the oceans and the mountains,

Mounted up like an eagle,

Flying until I could reach the heavens.

Took my eyes off the goal,

Forgot that I need the wind to fly

And tried to soar on my own.

I slipped, dipped and then tipped to the ground.

My angel wings got clipped,

Hurt I cant fly no more,

My pride is in tatters,

I have no where to turn.

Everywhere I look,

They laugh that I have fallen,

Never liked that I could soar,

Others they fly,

Not at all bothered that I am fallen.

I want to rise,

Pick my self up

But am ashamed,

Am damned

By my actions.

I want to fly again

But I don’t know how.

I need new wings,

New hope,

I cant do this on my own,

So this is my S.O.S.