I envy the hawks of the sky, Able to roam where he pleases. Where I am the snake, Bong to the earth by invisible chains, Left to die, Never to achieve my dream of flight. To fly to a warmer place, A happier place. Instead I stay here, Waiting here for eternity, Waiting for the warmth to come and thaw my frozen heart.
nomore8855 · Sun Mar 28, 2010 @ 05:23pm · 0 Comments |