10- Damaged freedom
Struggling to take flight.
In the midst of a chaos.
In a giant orb.
Robbed of my freedom.
My wings are torn.
Which shatters my heart.
I'm now a prisoner
to gravity.
It holds me back.
Trapping my wings.
As I struggle to
take flight.
I fight with it.
The chaos is chasing me.
The gravity grasps me.
I gasp for air.
I used to fly.
Now I have broken wings.
I'm a prisoner
to the earth.
Facing this wrath.
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Fragile Realities
PoesiaFragile Realities- At certain extremes our orb of reality shatters when we least expect. We are forced to unleash our demons, watch them battle with the good. In the pitch of the darkest hours, here is a twisted tale of how we are trapped and tangle...
