I lie here, grounded - unable to do what I knew best,
My broken wings prevent me from taking flight.
I lie here, hurting, bleeding , in pain
I lie here, unable to put back the scattered jigsaw picture pieces in place,
My broken wings prevent me from doing so.

As my broken wings take their time to mend.
I lie here, waiting, hoping, recuperating
Soon they will heal, the scars will fade
In time I will soar again, leaving all the pain behind
And when my wings are broken no more
I will put back the pieces, complete the picture
Spread my unbroken wings and do what I know best – fly.