Same bird; same pain; same story.
April 29, 2018 at 9:41 am
(This post was last modified: April 29, 2018 at 9:43 am by WinterHold.)
I had to break my own bones
I had to say I'm sorry
Maybe it will stop the pain
Maybe it will stop the worry
But it was a pain replacing another
It was the same bird? same feathers
I should've known, I saw the cloudy weather
Rain of pain; thunder shouting a story
The story wasn't about guardians holding my hand
Neither was it about me harvesting glory
It was about me having to swallow
Then there were deep cuts. Yes; life is gory
You get mauled but you survive
You swallow.
M- April 29, 2018
I had to say I'm sorry
Maybe it will stop the pain
Maybe it will stop the worry
But it was a pain replacing another
It was the same bird? same feathers
I should've known, I saw the cloudy weather
Rain of pain; thunder shouting a story
The story wasn't about guardians holding my hand
Neither was it about me harvesting glory
It was about me having to swallow
Then there were deep cuts. Yes; life is gory
You get mauled but you survive
You swallow.
M- April 29, 2018