War and Love

Love is not a fleeting star that falls and fades
It is a well-armed brigade 
That fights the chaos 
Brought from pain and hurt and loss.
When the rest of the world pulls me apart. 
You, my dear, hold my heart

Wonder

I wonder everyday
How I let life get this way
Constantly spinning on bruised toes
Keeping secrets no one else knows
Waiting patiently for my fairy tale to begin
Knowing those words are long lost in the wind

I wonder when
I will find myself again
After years of wandering in the night,
how do I find the sun, if I've lost my own light?
My spark is long dimmed and faded
My edges are scared and jaded.

I wonder why
I have wings but can't fly
Grounded by the weight of life's obligation
Staring up at the sky in weak frustration.
Once elegant wings were clipped long ago
Broken by truths I wish I didn't know.