fly free

Feeling I have been strap down in a chair from hell.

Looking through the clouds for hope see the darkness cover the rotting ground.

I feel I want to tar my face off and scream at the world.

Looking threw mirror feeling the river falling from my face.

 

I am the thing that flops around the ground cover in feathers

Struggling to fly into the sky.

 

Trying to feel around breaking free from this trapped mind i grow my wings

And fly from this hellish earth.

 

 

 

Reviews

[Victoria PoetryBunny]

Wow... I am not sure which lines I like the most, your emotions in this that you wrote in such words, are really nice.
Love it all... from beginning to end.