Now you know why
I’m afraid of flying high
How can you leave everything
So far behind
Forget your problems temporary
Then fall back down flat on your face
And have a fist fight with reality
That you tried so hard to escape
To defy
To deny
All those years
I feel trapped
Claw at the fogged up windowpane
Tempted to shatter glass
Make impact
Leaving marks
Imperfect streaks smudging
The view
Blurring the scenery
Until everything fades into
This oneness
This Monotony
And everything appears
To be the same hue of gray
Even the brightest shades of
Colors wash out over time
Years later no one will remember
Forget the history their lives
Forget the daring leaps she made
And smoky ash litters the ground
A residue of what could have been