I pluck away at my feathers
And scatter them to sandy riverbanks.
Some find a home in stray branches
While others fall only to drown.
My hope is that you will see me
Before both of my wings are gone.
I’m giving up my open skies
To walk the same Earth as you.
But I am also well aware
That you never sought me out,
That you never glanced at the clouds
And wished to sail amongst them.
I’m giving away my hope,
Betting my everything
That I can survive this fall,
And that you will return to me
A reality better than my dreams.
Published by taylorfinn0810
I believe all people are bits and pieces, and throughout life we can gather pieces from others or give some of ours away. Some people are only out to take everything they can, while others will give until they have nothing left, but most of us fall in between. And yet there are those people who will defy all logic and simply toss there pieces into the trash, for nobody and nothing at all. I don't know if it's possible to get back those pieces that have been thrown away, but this blog is all about my journey, to try and find out if someone who threw away everything for nothing can find something, or anything at all...I'm just looking for a reason to keep on living.
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