I am a child of nature, a force undeniable a warm April rain that will never stop falling an element of life
I can't stop wanting the wind beneath my feet to set my soul free, and drift on clouds aimlessly
like a baby bird, abandoned, and never taught how to fly by instinct needs its freedom to survive
it pounds through my veins to follow what calls to me and never give up in trying
to be, all that is ME
and want to run, to escape from all that haunts and hurts me to fly away
but
every time I jump from the cliffs of life and spread my wings inevitably, the gravity of reality pulls me back down
you see
it's not the final fall that hurts the most or the crashing into the ground
it's
that never-ending drop of eternal emptiness
that feeling of constant descent that lump that forms in the back of your throat blocking your breath
it's
the painful tightening and panic piercing in your chest
it's
that fear of
F E E L I N G
of loving deeply and losing even deeper of living without meaning and longing for something more of knowing life is short, but death is forever and feeling as if you're caught somewhere in-between here and there
so, I stand still too scared to move not knowing any more what to do because I've never been very good at living without the promise of a heartbeat
and
it seems I've forgotten how to breathe on my own
but
I can't escape these memories that haunt me and running away only brings me back to where I started standing here, alone
::sighs::
it's all too familiar, these days that are passing me by always coming then going like the people, and the lost moments of my life
::sighs::
leaving me, without having the courage to face the mirror of reality of why they left and me standing there, alone looking in a mirror with no reflection if only I could learn to fly away.