FlyA Poem by Selah(2014)When I was a girl, I used to fly Soaring high Up in the sky Drifting from rooftop to rooftop And I would lie among the soft cotton clouds. I traveled the world Free as could be Just me and the birds As if there were Endless time with Infinite possibilities But it doesn't work that way And it became harder to stay Afloat. Until one day, I couldn't fly. And try as I may, My feet never left the ground. That was the day I died. I buried my soul Deep, deep down in a hole Where the flowers grew And no one knew. I visit my grave every night 'Cause sometimes in my dreams, I try to take flight But it always ends the same. Falling falling falling. Into that grave of brokenhearts. And that is when i realize Trapped in a prison Created by my mind Ensnared by my own kind That I am the one who won't let me fly.
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Added on August 31, 2014Last Updated on December 23, 2014 AuthorSelahSunnyside, WAAboutWell, hello there! I'm 20 years old, living in Washington, but my heart belongs to the coast of central California. I like to write poetry in my spare time, whether it be to challenge myself or whatev.. more..Writing
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