Broken Wings

With broken wings I fly,
as high as I can.
Because the love you give to me
isn't as good as it use to be.
But baby I love you dearly!
However you've treated me so badly,
over the last few years.
I can't take it anymore!
My wings are broken and tattered
from all the abuse you threw at me.
I wish you would go back to the
way you use to be,
So I can be with you,
and you can be with me,
and we can live peacefully,
like we use to.
Baby what happened,
did I deserve the hateful words,
that you yelled at me?
Did I deserve the smacking,
the pushing, or the punching?
I rack my brain trying to figure it out,
but the more I think about it the more broken I become.
So I leave the on your bed for you to read,
as I spread my broken wings,
and soar as far as your eyes can see.