I'm trying to succeed,
but I struggle to catch wind for my wings to rise. I just want to touch that pretty blue sky.
I want to be something more than a morsel of wasted air.
Here I stand trying to learn to walk with these wings.
I just want to see my dreams.
Yet I'm struggling.
I just want to touch that pretty blue sky.
Is that to much to ask for?
To use my wings.
Will I ever be able to fly away or will I forever be walking on feet with feathers blowing in the wind behind me?
Will I ever get to see the fluffy white clouds floating with me?
Or will I die struggling to rise to the pretty blue sky.
Did I ask for to much?
Did I ask the Heavens for more than they can provide to me?
Will I ever soar among the stars? Will I defeat the struggle and rise into the sky with my feathers fluttering behind me?
I guess in time I'll see. I just want to touch that pretty blue sky.
STAI LEGGENDO
In Between The Lines
PoesiaCopyright 2017-2018©️ Ranking 138 in poetry on July 24,2018 Poetry from in between the lines. All the words hidden between the sheets. "If you can't love me in the storm, you can't dance with me in the rain." "What you pursue will soon glow, when t...
