escape 2A Poem by midnight reaper
Soak my wings in oil and set them ablaze
I too will fly so high like Icarus falling from the sky Don't you worry this isn't a phase I just want to fly High above the clouds Where it never rains For here my failures grow in mounds If you keep me here I won't stay sane Thunder and rain Taking me in again Back into the sea The beating I won't flea Punish me with the needle and damage done Bury me So not to bother anyone Wash up to the shore Cry out begging to fly once more yet I know i'm here to stay wallowing in my lonesome gray and if I could I would fly away You tried to crawl away but you're here to stay Trapped in this place like a prisoner Fill yourself full of regret and dismay Soon you'll be your own killer Over these cliffs you try to fly Hasty mended wings bring you closer to the choppy water below Yet it doesn't matter you still look to sun and sky above Yet you reach for the high even at your low All to escape yourself You can't understand that it doesn't help To scatter the pieces when putting together one self
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Added on March 4, 2020 Last Updated on March 4, 2020 Author
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