There I fly, the feathers adorned on me shaking
The cold winds swarmed and warped around me.
A single breath could kill me
Or it could free me.
My light is gone now; no more it burns
The pressure on my chest is heavy.
My eyes squint as flakes crash against them
As though the whole world is pushing me from going any further.
Yet I pursue my path
Unsure if I even want to.
I lost the others
I don't know if they went ahead or behind.
How long has it been?
Am I even moving?
Finally I decide to give in; my feet touch the ground
I'm back to square one.
The world below the sky is just as slow
Bringing no difference as I walk.
I cry out
But nothing happens.
A sound to my left
I see my end.
It's not what I wanted
I can't go like this.
I must escape
Those claws aren't meant for me.
I give in and soar again
Escaping my end.
The wind seems colder
My feathers are almost gone.
Yet in the loss in flight
I carry on.
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Loss in Flight
PoetryMy Creative Writing poem for my English class. Just thought I'd share it.