For some reason
Somewhere along the way
I was convinced...
I allowed the world, my past, my pain, my trauma to convince me
That the next time I decide to jump
I would FALL instead of Fly
So, here I am
Standing at the edge
Too scared to jump
Waiting here, standing here, contemplating
Just here, still and afraid
Frozen
Lost...
“Who am I?"
"Who are you?”
I yell into the layers of the wind
Arms spread wide, like the wings of an eagle
If only I could jump, maybe I could fly
But I'm bound and tethered
imprisoned by my own fears, by my own mind
I wonder what it's like to be free
To jump without the fear of falling
To sink into the colors of the wind
To love without limitations
There is no solace on this mountain
This mound of self-reflection
I know all too well why the caged bird sings
Weary feet and clipped wings
Rage and fury
Agony...
Here, on this edge where I stand
Too scared to jump
Waiting here, standing here, contemplating
Just here, still and afraid
Frozen.
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