Wings

 Before i die
I hope that you
Sing, be my
Shoulder some
People have wings.

Deep in to sleep
Having lucid dreams
Be my Shoulder
Some people
Have wings.

Drowning in my
Conscious
Sinking fast as spring
Be my shoulder
Some people
Have wings.
 
Death befor dishonor
I ponder in streams
Be my shoulder
Some people
Have wings.

Hate before love
Is all that you mean
Be my shoulder
Some people
Have wings.