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A mix of red and black feathers dance in the wind
Twisting and turning in the wind
Falling from the wings
Sun setting in the distant
His head hung
He leans a ****** back on a tree
The wing torn from his back still bleeding
Four of them lay on the ground thrown about in a rage
The air turns cold as the moon rises
The night air filling his lungs
The blood now dry
His flesh pale
New wings growing now
An endless cycle of forever renewal
You mock me
Never showing me your true self
Telling me what you think I want to hear
Lies filling my ears
Tell others how you really feel
Telling all but the one person you need to tell
I tried to build this on trust
Hoping you could feel free to act as you truly are
Instead of putting on a show
I remained true to myself
Showing you my true side
Only to see your mask
Hidden your face is to me
Ashamed to show it knowing I will see the truth
My ways are old to everyone
And misunderstood
I though you would understand that
The mask falls one night
And I see you for your true self
Confronting you
Only to realize how far apart the lies have driven us
A fool I was to believe
Catch me if you can
I can move in and out of your view
You think you have me
But I am gone again
Forever you must chase me
Never to take me
My curse to never be caught
Faster you run after me
I try to slow so you can catch me
But I feel the pulling force
Taking me from your boney hands
So catch me if you can
Give me freedom
Outstretched reaching down to you
The desire to help you
Is only a desire to help a younger me
Once like you but now different
Changed for better or worst
My only desire now is to help you
For you to take my hand
So I may pull you up from the darkness
Guiding you out of the confusion
Thoughts and memories that confuse me
Am I who I think I am
Or are these from someone else’s mind
Been in to many to count
Not knowing if they are my own
Or ones I have stolen
Am I really me or an echo of someone else
Do I have what I believe to have
Am I me
Is this my true self
Or is it all a lie
Have I created all this because of a lie
Is there any truth to me
Has my mind become so warped to have lost itself
I feel hollow now
Without hope
Not knowing who I am
Ashes
Nothing but ashes
Darkness
Blindness to the light
Flames
Fire burning the ashes
Life
A state of being
Knowing
Seeing the light
Growing
Becoming a new form
Gazing
Through the flames
Ash less
Flames die down to nothing
Breath
Taking in new life
Encaged in this form
Unable to break free of it
Fighting to gain myself
Looking for a way out
Seeking truth in memories
Bound by unseen ropes
Locked in a cage
Tormented by life
Endless days
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