I put on my black lace dress
because I am going out tonight
to enjoy the nightlife.
Lingering on the stairs
I ponder the night's
future possibilities.
My stomach starts churning
never experienced this feeling,
whether it be anticipation or reluctance.
The stairs seem so steep
as I climb the tallest
industrial mountain.
Bare feet are clammy
against the chilled tiles
of the terrain.
The breeze catches in
my lungs and I choke
on the sudden inhalation.
Stars are so much more
brighter from this height,
many different colors.
On the edge,
I'm ready to spread
my wings and soar.
My feet leave the sturdy surface
for the sanctity
of the skies.
Spreading my wings
needing the air
to cradle me.
Realization hits me
like the concrete,
these plucked wings can't help me.
Mar 26, 2018
Mar 26, 2018 at 12:15 AM UTC
I put on my black lace dress
because I am going out tonight
to enjoy the nightlife.
Lingering on the stairs
I ponder the night's
future possibilities.
My stomach starts churning
never experienced this feeling,
whether it be anticipation or reluctance.
The stairs seem so steep
as I climb the tallest
industrial mountain.
Bare feet are clammy
against the chilled tiles
of the terrain.
The breeze catches in
my lungs and I choke
on the sudden inhalation.
Stars are so much more
brighter from this height,
many different colors.
On the edge,
I'm ready to spread
my wings and soar.
My feet leave the sturdy surface
for the sanctity
of the skies.
Spreading my wings
needing the air
to cradle me.
Realization hits me
like the concrete,
these plucked wings can't help me.
