Relentless scars

"It could have been worse. It can still turn worse."

Losing Grip

My soul is howling. The shattering of my heart is deafening my ears. 

My Wings

They took my wings away.. They took it off my spine and sent me here. They were afraid that I would break the rules and fly in front of the mortals. And then every one would know! Everyone would know that beings like us are real. They were afraid of my impulse. I was one [...]

Shackled feathers

  She was made of glitters But glitters that no more shine She has been trapped in so much darkness that there is no light No light to escape enough to reflect and shine. Her spine were made for wings but the wings that no more remember how to fly For they have been closed [...]