You placed me so high upon your pedestal,
I forgot how to breathe
thin air making me light-headed;
I, who lived among the clouds,
who used to fly.
Angel, you called me,
radiant and perfect.
And angel I was, until I saw your face,
and knew I had mistaken Heaven
for the paradise in your embrace.
So I walked away from eternity,
to spend short days with you
and gave up my wings
to fly in your arms.
But it was an angel you wanted,
and wingless, I lost your love.
I had sacrificed all for you,
only to find that you longed for
what was unobtainable.
Now flightless and broken,
I wander through endless days
bearing the weight of stranger's stares
the ones who can see this fallen angel
with the tears on his face.