A rock fell on a bird
knocking it down
rather than helping
I left it on the ground
For if I moved the rock
and the bird was unscathed
it would surely fly off
leaving me for better days
and all that I would have
would be the memory
of the happiness I once had
the love that used to be
So instead I leave the rock
That traps the bird here
held in place by the weight
while I'm held by fear
Apr 18, 2021
Apr 18, 2021 at 8:16 PM UTC
A rock fell on a bird
knocking it down
rather than helping
I left it on the ground
For if I moved the rock
and the bird was unscathed
it would surely fly off
leaving me for better days
and all that I would have
would be the memory
of the happiness I once had
the love that used to be
So instead I leave the rock
That traps the bird here
held in place by the weight
while I'm held by fear