IAmSoNotAStoic's blog: "for holly"

Brokenhearted
Alas I lay here Brokenhearted
A once planed flight never departed
Our wingspan spread to take the air
So I lay here and wonder why
We chose the turbulent ground
and not an ambient sky
Our trip was conjured with great intentions
It was only the details we did not mention
things like gravity don't matter in a dream
Then we faced a harsh  reality
not all wings are made for flight
It's easy to be blinded by the beauty of day
and deafened by the torturous silence of night
So now I lay here all alone
A once proud Phoneix, now feeble on my kness
only  shell of a former Stature I used to be
Why give a man wings If he was never met to fly
To let him taste what he thought sweet freedom
only a thin cream frosting on a cake of dirt
forged  by sadness
then baked with regret
Did you do this so I may learn
This world is not perfect
not like our dreams
so That if ever again We choose to fly
I will abide by the rules of land
and the laws of the sky
The next course we plot will end better
I will plan for now, the present that is
time is to precious to wait for forever
I know this future flight is not a guarantee
Which is why I lay here brokenhearted
Will You come back to me?
 by,
Evan