Standing out in the cold, confused and alone. Not understanding what she'd done wrong. Surrounded by others yet complete on her own. Tears running down her cheek like so many other times before but they go unseen by the eyes of others as they have before so many times. She thought this would be different but yet she's on her own once again. Wings broken once more though she's not sure if she has the will to find healing for them again. Lost and stumbling in the dark as she tries to find her way back to the place of warmth and love. She prays and cries as she goes along alone in hope to find the way back though she's not quiet sure how she was led astray to begin with. Where did she go wrong?  Misery and grief wash over her like a wave that she can't rise above. Is this angel always meant for pain and suffering? The pain inside is so much she can barely stand it. Not sure where to turn, she wanders alone dragging her pains and broken wings along behind her with no relief or hope in sight.