Broken Wings

Take my dying heart,
And tear it from my chest.
Steal away my tattered soul,
And gently lie me to rest.

For I am a broken angel,
My feathers all plucked out.
And slowly I am falling,
Onto the cold, wet ground.

My hopes and dreams have vanished,
My smile has faded dim.
From my Heaven, I was banished,
Now my future seems quite grim.

So here forever shall I lie,
Broken and defeated.
With nothing left on the inside,
'Cause my will to forge on has been depleted.