I love the night, am of the night not the light
but I'm flying too close to the sun I almost burn.
It's so yellow, burning out like hell and bright.
Pokes holes of light into my sight makes me have to turn
and fly the other way
far, far away.
My wings don't spread like they used to.
I feel like they're older now or bruised.
They take me past the skies of deepening blue.
Like a boat that has crossed the lake, that has cruised.
My wings collect frost in this bitter winter,
not dust, that only coats those who wither.
I'm a dark crow flying in the night to the nearest corpse,
attracted to the sweet scent of blood of course.
My wings are tired of holding me up like a star in the sky,
but I won't stop flying until I reach the heavens.
I won't stop taking me higher, not until I hurt, not until I die.
I have to reach paradise, have to see those cloudy heavens.
Summer has died in my eyes.
The fire is out.
Lava has met the ice.
And I'm voiceless, I can't shout.
Will falling back down suffice
is flying what this is about?
I'm a dying crow,
I can't fly for much longer.
I'm dying don't you know?
Slowly too, but not for longer.
I fall from the heavens, my obsidian-black
feathers bleeding crimson.
Now I'm back
to where I used to be, my own extinction.
It's fine, I'm ready to die.
You don't get to choose when to say goodbye.
I don't have the heart nor soul to cry,
so I let myself hurt, let my soul fly.
My soul flies like a crow to the moon over my corpse.
I'm dead now, but the soul goes on of course.
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Shards of Sugar (2022 - 2023) | Poetry
Poetry▫️Words as Sweet as Silver.▫️ This is Eclipse's Third and Latest Poetry Book/Collection. This book is essentially Poetry By Eclipse 3 and is sometimes known as that because it is my third poetry book on Wattpad. ▫️ @DarkenedEclipse739's Poetry Books...
