He looked up above,
And longed to fly.
What if he's only home,
Was the sky?
He glanced at his hand,
Wielding a knife,
Held it in front of him,
Ready to strike.
His sister came running,
Shouting in fright.
She didn't want to lose him,
Not ever, not tonight.
He took a deep breath,
And closed his eyes.
At least he knew,
For this time he tried.
He looked at his sister,
And dropped the knife.
Watched as the tears,
Streamed from her eyes.
He longed to leave,
Get ready and set flight.
But for now, he's alive,
At least for another night.
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Broken Wings - Poetry {COMPLETED}
Poetry200 Poetic Tragedies ... A collection of poetic chaos, written on love, loss, lust and longing. This is a safe haven for the broken - For those with Broken Wings. _____________________________ "In a world full of heartbreak, sadness is all I've eve...
