It's all the very familiar cycle
Once again
Every time I feel like I'm out,
I get dragged right back in
Chains pulling me from
Every side
Why Appa, do you choose me
A soldier with one leg
Struggling and broken
To head your battalion?
I feel ashamed to face you
Everytime I'm stabbed
In the field
Staying away I try to cover
My wounds from being seen
But somehow Appa you see me
Bleeding out
Why do you sit and watch me
Each time as I trace my steps
Back to Egypt
Help me Appa, regardless of my
Opposition to keep holding
Your flag
Even though I'm muddy
And sometimes can't wrap
My mind around alot of things,
Keep me clean
Don't ever leave my side.
Yours sincerely,
Blackbird
28/01/19
YOU ARE READING
Half Past 00:00
Poesía⏰It's 00:00 the night is fast asleep and anyone who dares speak is silenced but my mind refuses to be silenced, Dear little Blackbird speak less, ink more she tells me. Endless lines of my feelings flood my pages uninterrupted, it feels good...
