Wounds

You saw my beautiful wings,

But never saw the wounds on them.

You sadly explained how you lost a feather,

And you now feel you cannot fly anymore.

I hardly felt the pain,

When I lifted you.

I flew into the open air- I felt light,

With love on my wings.

But at some point,

The wind became stronger,

It no longer allowed me to fly,

My wings had become weak.

I couldn't handle the pain,

I stumbled a little bit.

I came as closer to the ground I could,

As fast as possible and I crashed.

I got injured way too much than

What my body could handle.

I lie there with no movements,

But a heavy breath.

My eyes searched for you,

And when I saw you safe,

I smiled for I was relieved.

You stood up and started complaining

About how I cheated you,

On how much it hurts.

You saw my beautiful wings,

But never saw the wounds on them!