You lay bruises,
Across my broken skin,
You let me fall to the ground,
You shoved self doubt in.

The dust and dirt,
Is where you dropped me,
Yet you still refuse to go,
Refuse to let me be.

You scattered words on me,
The bitter, sour words,
As if the broken bones could hurt more,
The thought is just absurd.

The sky is right above,
But the ground is all I can reach,
If only there was a ladder,
To heaven from the beach.

The horizon is just one line,
One line I cannot cross,
The climb is just impossible,
For someone who’s life is loss.

I’m shackled to solid earth,
With chains of iron and stone,
No matter how much hammering,
I’m trapped here, alone.

I’m finding a way to smash them,
To crack the hard harsh chains,
How can I stand up right,
If like a hungry dog trails pain?

I’m not going to climb,
Over horizon to the sky,
I’m not going to jump over,
I am going to fly.