FlyA Poem by queensonviaI saw a bird today. It was a bird struggling to fly And not too long ago I was that bird That same bird stuck in a gust of wind Unable to take full control of myself Unable to rip away from the current Being thrown in different directions Not even sure which way was up or down, right or left Yet I didn't even care. It was almost as if I was trapped in space Time wasn't moving OR maybe it was moving, just faster than I And then there was this emotion Somewhat of a hatred inside, building slowly Why? Sitting here and thinking about it...I can't recall a reason... I just remember my blood fueled with anger. Angry at the world? At God? The universe? Perhaps myself... Then I met you. Life started moving again Pulsing with this energy I can barely come to understand Rushing through me, feelings I didn't think were possible What was it? I couldn't even begin to describe it Yes, I had the same old life, the same old schedule But you were there. And you are there. You are here. Even if not physically, You are here. In my mind, with every thought. In my heart, with every beat. In my soul and changed existence. Every beautiful day I wake to is a reminder of you I'm trying so hard. So hard to think of ways to say it aloud The easiest way is of course those three words But I don't want it to be easy Which is why I don't say them too often As far as how I feel those words don't do any justice What I will say is this- Your mere presence has created a new light in my life Pulling me from my own prison You may not realize what you've done But know that I am forever thankful For this bird can now fly free.
© 2012 queensonviaAuthor's Note
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AuthorqueensonviaAlpharetta, GAAboutHowdy ya'll :) I'm Sonova and I am quite an interesting person to say the least. I honestly don't write that much because I'm mainly an artist. I pretty much only write when I really feel it. more..Writing
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