Bits and Pieces

Co-Dependency

You found me

while my wings

were broken,

mangled

by neglect.

.

Nursed the pain away,

allayed the trauma,

fused the fragments,

hand fed me.

.

But crippled wings

can’t fly –

we both counted

on that.

wing

Advertisement

Published by

Cristina

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

Gravatar
WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out /  Change )

Cancel

Connecting to %s