On Hope

When tears cloud my judgement
Your face seems like a monster's
I can never match up to your devious plans
But still I struggle
Just to stay afloat
Like a vulture you wait
To hear that last breath

I look at the blue sky
But, your shadow clouds my vision
You scream away my joys
You shout out my fun
You've pinned me down
And skinned my feathers
I am your prey, I fully understand
But I've promised myself "never again"
And the last laugh shall surely be mine...

New feathers shall sprout
And you shall tire waiting
I'll fly away when I'm ready
Never to be back
Never to be attacked


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