Mend a broken wing

A body built from broken bones
a heart made of sticks and stones
her soul grown by fallen homes
dreams filled with screams & moans

talking but not speaking
seeing but not believing
dying but not grieving
who else will end up leaving?

feel me but dont touch me
listen but dont hear me
help me but dont heal me
the pain is what fills me

learn the words of an abandoned soul
though you try, you will never be whole
with a heart as black as coal
watch as dirt fills this hole

a chance to mean a broken wing
doesn't surface once again
be cautious of what you let in
now the body's filled with sin