When You'd Call

Id feel free,

A weight of my wing,

A feather so thin,

Falling to the ground, felt so far

Now im sprialing.

How high you made me sore.

With one call you made me fall,

A fire ball to the ground.

You let go first,

Now i cant hold on.

I'll see you again,

maybe when i land.

Will you pick me up again?

Or burrow me deep down?