31 days of my life,
Leaving me right here,
Lengthen my wingspan,
Tempted to soar,
Tempest and thundery rain,
Trapped me,
Within the stronghold of darkness.
Stood still on a crossroad,
Choices and decisions,
Can I survive?
Stay or risk?
Awaits.
Fears crawling onto my nape,
Sending deep cold shivers down my body,
Clipping my dull ebony broad wings,
With my primaries exposed to the electrifying lightning,
Reflecting every imperfect edges,
Perching on the edge of the cliff,
overseeing the opportunity to escape,
within the grasp of darkness,
A small dot of rare illuminator out of nowhere,
Exploded with a sudden burst of energy,
strikes my fragile scarred heart,
Split moments,
the hollow shaft of my dull ebony feather unfledged,
swaying its way towards the ground,
Sadden that it no longer has its way to help me,
Feeling of something penetrating out from my follicles,
Wailing as the pain traveled in my body,
As the song of sorrow ended,
I was free,
The lightness in my body tingled as I moved.
As the gloomy clouds floated away,
bright burst of warm ray illuminated my perched area,
Releasing the iridescence glow that blinded my eyes.
Flexing my newly fledged wings,
letting the gentle wind seeped through each vanes and contour feathers.
Slowly, I took off and never looked back.
I know I'll survive for another day.
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