My broken angel (an original poem)

What is love when I can't see it,
where is the love when I can't find,
feeling lost without my wings,
stuck in my egoic mind

somewhere on my way down,
I lost my sense of faith,
trying to find my way out,
but all I feel is hate

If I ever get my wings back,
I will probably see,
the one who couldn't see the love,
the only one was me...