To learn to fly each day
or die?
Death offers no false start.
Not living to retrieve
or multiple what I've gained or lost.
I find myself in the ruins
of new beginnings, uncoiling
my life.
Now, would tie my heart into a knot
around a tree
To ensure something will always
hold me and will
never let me fall.
My dreams twist.
Hope battles with darkness.
Hope defuses into darkness.
To extent my day blue.