I will fly
in the form of the moth
I will dance
with the faeries and owls
For having wings
was my only desire
to break free
to escape the box
I used to live in
The attic ghosts and shadows
stopped the haunting
'cause now
they can´t reach me
The wind is my home
my shelter
the chains
my past
My wings are broken
but I will not stop the flight
If death should embrace me
and I begin to fall
I will burst into flames
and rain in ashes
but I will never
return to ground
Jun 22, 2013
Jun 22, 2013 at 9:59 PM UTC
I will fly
in the form of the moth
I will dance
with the faeries and owls
For having wings
was my only desire
to break free
to escape the box
I used to live in
The attic ghosts and shadows
stopped the haunting
'cause now
they can´t reach me
The wind is my home
my shelter
the chains
my past
My wings are broken
but I will not stop the flight
If death should embrace me
and I begin to fall
I will burst into flames
and rain in ashes
but I will never
return to ground
