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Mar 2012
I made a wish with the wind.

The breeze from the plane feels oh so nice!
The addiction of adrenaline is catching up again
And as my legs scream walk
Preparing to jump off into the deep blue
My mind’s tellin’ me stop!
Not ready for lift off.
Standing up from the plane
Thousands of feet high
I’m staring off at the eyes of a beauty
You see,
Cupid shot his arrows at me,
And I ain’t fallin for no boy
I’m fallin for the ground
Cause feelin this intense breeze
Makes me want to dream
I asked for a wish
A wish from the wind
And as impossible as it sounds
Jumping off into the sea of skies
Growing wings and wanting to fly
Feeling the breeze beneath white feathered wings
Would truly be a wish come true.
That wind,
I want him to cradle me into his arms
And though he cannot put me back on that plane
He will end this misery
Why wind, oh why are you so tempting?

YOU TEMPRESS BEAST!
You’re calling out my name!
Begging me to come jump to you!
But as you can see,
Man is not able to sprout wings and fly!
So what gives me the difference to jump into that sky,
Trying so hard to beat evolution.
But, I’m not worried about that right now,
You see I’m giving my self delusions
My rusted heart has been ****** at with words,
Because I was the silent child who’s life was always messed with,
And I Cannot tolerate these monster’s tortures anymore!
So I’m ready to jump off this plane and into the ground,
Even when there’s no parachutes around.
See, I’m giving into his siren calls,
I’m ready to jump off from my miserable life,
And fly into a world filled with angels.

And as I am taking this leap from life,
The winds are carrying voices from down below,
I hear my parents screaming no!
And I hear my friends saying don’t do it girl we’ll love till the end,
I just can’t let myself continue any further.
So I’m doing it now,
And I won’t be listening anymore
All I want to do is feel the wind beneath my wings.
Come at me wind, grant me what I’ve dreamed.
These next few seconds of my life,
Will be spent reminiscing about how many times I’ve been hazed at and hated.
From now on and forever,
I won’t be a victim to your crimes,
I’ll be set free into that sky.
Part (well the parts that weren't cut off and kept whole) of a group poem preformed at the Unified District SLAM Poetry today on 3/21/2012.
Andrea Diaz
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Andrea Diaz  29/F/Here
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