waiting for sin
as the best years of my life
crawl into the sea
[the wings left no room for ribs]
"A bird with a broken wing was beating the air above, reeling, fluttering, circling disabled down, down to the water."
By the way, I'd very much appreciateit if you checked out my contest.
left purity behind
as the worst moments of my death
climb out of the earth
[the ribs tear open the flesh on my back]
It was depressing--but I kind of saw a victory in it.
Thanks! I was really hoping to grasp the amazing feeling of that end in my own words.
Thank you for all those kind words. Since you mentioned the last line, I'd like to say that it has a lot to do with "The Awakening," which I quoted at the bottom. It's based after a scene where the main character's friend starts feeling her shoulders, saying she's checking for "strong wings." Otherwise, she won't be able to, well, go against the grain like she's trying to. In the end, the main character ends up having wings that are strong enough, but...well, I don't want to spoil the end, if you haven't read it. ^-^
I meant the title to be sort of...blunt. But, in a kind of--I don't know how to describe it--bitter but hopeless way.