Fairytales

As you read this keep in mind... I wrote this when I was going through a really difficult time last month.  This is meeting me where I am, take what you can and leave the rest.

 

She hurt herself you see
She fell...
Her dress is torn and her flesh is wounded
She has been bleeding and crying
Her wings won't carry her anymore
They are broken
Her faith is shattered

It was a long fall you see,
And she passed many Angels on the way down
    down...
         down...
              down...

No one could help her now
She had to repair herself
With a needle and thread
She stitched together her grown
And many bandages hid her damaged skin
Blood still trickled out
And tears still fell
So maybe she was still alive.

She mended her wings the best she could
But neither bandage, brace, nor needle and thread
Could mend the brokenness inside her head

You see...
She didn't just fall
Somebody dropped her
And now she feels like she doesn't belong.
Unwanted.
What if she gets back up just to fall again?
To be cast off and rejected.

You made me
You say that you will walk beside me
You promise there will be no pain I can't survive
Then why have I been dying inside?
I must have done something to deserve this
You wouldn't just let this happen...
    Would you?

You love me... or so they say
In your "perfect plan" did you mean to walk away?
Did you know I was going to feel forgotten
And like you didn't care enough to remember?

Did you finish when you were making me?
Because it feels like you forgot some pieces
Maybe there's still some parts left over
That are supposed to be a part of me
I think you forgot to sew in my soul...