Clipped Wings

I am lost underneath this ambush
of love and lust and questioning trust.
Deeply I am thrust.
I simply do not know which way is up.
I need help finding my way
around this Love maze.
I am in a haze
a daze
of summer's  love starved days.
Part of me wants to give up this fight.
why do I try?
The sparrow has nowhere to fly.
She wants to
cry
cry
cry.
Maybe her wings are unable to fly.
They tried to fly
straight into your vision.
What happened?
Nothing just indecision.
What does the lion want from this bird?
is there anything left to say
that he hasn't heard?
There have been rants and many flirts.
I've removed my shirt.
Shown it all
from the sky I just know I am going to
F
A
L
L
I will spiral down
and be the much hated clown
of your emptied dreams
that on this bird frown.
This makes no sense
but then again it never did.
Sparrow wings have been clipped.
She's simply out of ideas.