A/N: Another Destiel song/poem thing, because even if I don't write particularly shippy fic, I do still immensely enjoy the ship and I can probably express it better this way than writing a story about it. This one is from Dean's perspective.
We May Fall
My skin still burns where your hands
Once gripped on to me and held on tight
I've tried to run from what I feel
But this fire burning cannot be denied
You saved me from the prison
Of all the pain and hate I made my own
But I was scared to let you in
Beyond the barriers I've known
I tore down the walls
Trying to find all the things that I have lost
Always deny what I'm wanting
But want is need, and needs must
You may fall and hit the floor
But your wings will always carry me
For all the will I once held
Without you I still could not be free
If I asked, if I need you
Could you turn the poison into honey?
I whisper prayers to empty air
Easier than to you standing there before me
In your absence I can speak
And dare breathe the words I want to say
But all the things I truly mean
Are left in silence and there they'll stay
What good are words
To tell you this when myself I cannot trust?
Just know that it won't change
Should Heaven burn and turn to dust
We may fall and hit the floor
But your wings will always carry me
If grace is to be loved
Then my angel you will always be