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I Can Fly
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missunderstood I look off the edge, down a hundred and three floors
My time has come, to let go of this world
To plunge to my death, my soul goal right now
To end my pain and suffering with one leap
To escape my aching heart and be free
So I jump, hearing screams behind me
This feeling is amazing, like I'm soaring the skies
The reason I'm falling and not flying, is my crap
The shit that weighs me down
Things that didn't need to happen but did
First off my wife cheated on me for my only borther
Then she left with my two lovely kids
I started drinking my pain away shortly after that night
Each glass made it easier, so why stop?
Then I got fired from my job, the one I dreamed of for years
and to top it off, my pilot friend got raped
I could've got over it all but I couldn't get over this
My friend joined the air force her heart the nobelest known
But her plain crashed in a tragic accident she didn't survive
But I recived an e-mail from her a week prior
She shared so much with me, things that no other person knew
Things such as how she was violated awhile back
And a will for a reason unknown to me at the moment
Giving me her poems, her spetial notebooks and stray papers
Things that I will always treasure and memorialize
That pushed me to this conclusion to die like she has
To crash into the ground with all my shit
The air flowing through my hair, my tear blown off my face
The tear shed for the girl I once idolized
And then I hit the hard unforgiving ground, finaly I die
This pain doesn't even hurt, not as much as my shit did
I close my eyes, and shed one last tear for her
"here I come my noble pilot, I will now see you"
Wow, you've gone through a
Wow, you've gone through a lot lately. It's great that you can find the beauty in your brokenness, namely your poem. Very descriptive, and thought out. As a friend, it only needs a little editing to be a masterpiece. Keep on writing.
Post Tenebras Spero Lucem
What kind of editing? Thank
What kind of editing? Thank you so much
Only go as far as
Only go as far as spelling,
otherwise it's a great piece
You've got the makings of a poet
Your poet's book has the first crease.
Your Friend,
~Seraphim~
Post Tenebras Spero Lucem
XD I suck at spelling lol,
XD I suck at spelling lol, thanks :D
*speechless.
*speechless. Wordless.*
Beautiful. I was flying. I was falling. I felt it weigh me down. I felt crushed, I felt free. I totally forgot it was not me.
It was.... no, IS, beautiful.
Love,
LovingLovelace
If your mirror doesn't find you one of the most beautiful people it has ever seen, punch it and find a better mirror.
Why thank u. Always glad to
Why thank u. Always glad to get a fan. My poems come from my heart and u saying that is like hugging my heart :D