The Unmade	

into the ends I fly
but I feel my wings die
I fall to the void
and take away joy

I am Unmade
glory tarnished this day
I am broken
deaf to the sounds of warning
I walked too tall 
and now I fade

I cut them down
to watch them squirm under me
I rose above
and watched you sink into the seas

I am Unmade
cry if I may
I am broken
and the river has dried
I walked too tall
now I take it in stride

I'v fallen to new heights
but I never get tired
of bathing in your praise
remember, my dears these things