sofiadeltiz

There’s a place in my dreams, 
I go to each night. 
I have wings like a bird, 
And somehow I can fly
Through smokey red sunsets 
That set me on fire 
The closer I soar towards the sun.

Feathers turn to flames 
And leave trails of burning ashes 
Swirling down into the trees below 
Who’s crooked arms reach out and try to snag my wings.  

As the sun beams start to descend 
The moon begins to rise 
I’m burning out, 
Lost track of time. 
I plummet to the forest floor 
And leave behind the sky, 
Looking up I wonder, will I ever fly again?