Once Dark Wings

Disease of life,Is growing insideEvery day it swells,Until the day I die. The clock is ticking,Time is passing fast,When I get tired,It is in You that I rest. Once dark wings,Now white,Carry me in the night,Flying with the winds of time,Winds of life, soaring high,Rising above the sun,Feathers dropping,One by one,Until I can’t fly anymore.Continue reading “Once Dark Wings”