LilacsSweetAroma

Finally I know how the bird feels, 
trapped.
but I am stuck by my own wings,
not an iron cage,
a bright blue sky, so delectable, 
and yet so far away, 
flapping my feathers,
inspired by a gust of wind,

Restless, alone, 
in my cold bedroom 
Where piles of dirty, laundry, and 
untouched dust lay 
waiting for someone to remove 
But why remove dust if no one will come, 

It’s cold but I dont mind 
Sinking deeper into the blue 
Feeling my head spinning 
I wish I was with you,
Mind suddenly blaring a warning 
Telling me to check that
You where still in bed,