my wings are spread
widely
divinely
right before you
inviting you in
craving to embrace
in return you pluck them out
one by one
with each battle you pick
like a child in haste
you cause me pain
and retract what you done
head hanging in shame
how long shall
i stand and observe
enduring your anger
expectant to serve
i am a bird
i will fly
for miles and miles
higher and farther i get
to remember me by
only my silhouette
your nest will be empty
mine shall be plenty
and you will never see me again